john-f-pintoWhisper

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Killin' 'Em With KindnessSeriously? Positive? You’ve got to be joking me. / Optimism at it’s finest could only be realism at it’s worst. / Mesmerized by this thought, enchanted by it’s cold hard consistency
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SynesthesiaFrom the smell in your eye / And the look of your perfume / I assume you'll turn my room,
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RealismA beard to hide the scars / And a bottle to drown the pain. / We don't know who you are,
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A-MazeAs a maze is to the eye, I am to all. Winding and wearing, my walls impossibly tall. Here, turns are the / Words / and dead ends the Actions. Spirals are the days, and red herrings, my Attractions. With each
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Body LanguageI want to learn the alphabet of your emerald eyes, / Pronounce the words on the tip of your tongue / And complete the sentence between your thighs.
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An AnchorAn anchor / Is among the worst things to Be. / While you ground everyone,
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TranscendentI cannot contain / What I want to say to you / In these syllables
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Write Drunk, Edit Sober.At / The / Bottom
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Table MannersThe more you talk, / The more you lie. / Keep your words
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Consistency Would Be NiceSometimes brilliance is a broken light / Flashing on and off of it's own accord. / Blinding and flickering in synchrony.
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