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william-thomas-tobelman-iii
American Our lives are poetry, we just need to realize that. Poetry, as life, is work and is nearly never completely done. Mine is such.
Bronze giant, you angelic beast oh! how you stand there. When we, the people, so small, gander in awe at your mortality. Stand upon thy vacant river, stand there in your never-changing emotion a heroic, stoic state of pure awesome. Be wary of the wind and the ever-flying gull. May he regret the moment he did drop on thy limb. Stand there, oh great one, and let us hear your secret! No? Never have your words been spoken, never will they you speak, but thy message, by all is known. At first I've thee known by word of mouth, but now am taken aback. The greatness before me stood before many, as Rhodes did you ***** Yet now bewildered we stand, as I have of thee grown fonder, just yesterday, here you stood and now you have but wondered.
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Mar 31, 2011
Mar 31, 2011 at 8:19 PM UTC
Colossus
Grabbing hold of the celestial **** Our corporeal selves strengthen; Earthen desires hold reserve As we wander this severed world. To desire less is to have more; You are me and I am you. We are only separate until we find The nourishment within we intertwined.
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Mar 31, 2011
Mar 31, 2011 at 8:17 PM UTC
Earthen Desire
Now I call You hither come. And where be You? Refrained from aiding my belief that does cease. Now become I one without such. Turn I away towards the depths of bitter surcease.          Cease my belief! Oh bitter One,          Life has come and been undone!
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Mar 31, 2011
Mar 31, 2011 at 8:15 PM UTC
Cease!
Across the room a figure so calm, so serene An image that rivals even Mary Magdalene. Its lips so tender, its heart so pure A beauty so great that only the gods can endure. A quivering lip, and a gleaming eye A brown so deep, men are mystified. A sparkle so clear, a smile so sharp A shining so bright it pierces the heart. A scent so sublime, and skin so fair No other woman could ever compare.
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Mar 31, 2011
Mar 31, 2011 at 8:15 PM UTC
My Love
Those lips did once bear fruit But through a severed bond, as vinegar upon your lips, I cringe at any thought.
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Mar 31, 2011
Mar 31, 2011 at 8:14 PM UTC
Mauvais Vin
Let the body lead the mind just once let it wander to the abyss to the unknown do not think of what is to be or is not, but what is. Then let the heart decide: if you love me, don't look back, if not, keep going.
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Mar 31, 2011
Mar 31, 2011 at 8:00 PM UTC
The Favor