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Wordly CyclesEarth & metal, melting under the obsession of being, / Dissolving death & consequence, mirroring my green, / Like rage & despair, they settle for the walls of my veins,
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Love, FirstI have never known of a man who loves a woman first. / Men have lusted after women first. They have been infatuated with the idealized objectification of a particular woman. They have even felt compassion and empathy towards a woman first. / But never have I known a man to love a woman first.
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What’s up?So, what’s up? / Well, if you insist; nothing much. / Except,
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Withered SonsWe lost, / We lost sons, / We lost land, time and destinies,
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The ManThe red corners of his eyes, / The callus tips of his skin, / The man must move,
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Your ArtThe space she took in your bed, on your shelves, in the curses and the vows, / She hasn't been here, nor was she ever moving towards that direction, / You imagine the door she could walk through, the locks she wouldn't open,
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What’s in a name?What’s in a name? / I ask because I’ve never known your name, / Like a maddened Alice, I draw hearts on my books,
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DeadYou walk the halls of the universe, wander galaxies far, / Where death doesn't happen and past, future, myth and fate intertwine on sheets of light and covers of darkness, / But you walk the halls of a deviant mind, dead for ages now,
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Facebook FriendshipSometimes in our journey, we meet strangers that we feel a kinship to; for no other reason than their existence. We wonder if we should put in some effort to get close to them, if we should go there and ask them if they want to grab a cup of coffee or something. And then the rest of life and its people get in the way. You're busy and distracted, but you still feel that tug. You let life take its course; if you're meant to know each other, you will. You have an arrogance that tells you: You're life is busy, they'll wait. All the while, that's exactly what their ego is telling them. So when time comes to pass and you've drifted apart, all you have to show for is a Facebook Friendship.
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Have you seen Beauty?Have you seen beauty? / I ask you, / I plead this unseen eye of the beholder,
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