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HOPE,
YE TROLL!

HELP!
TOY ROLE

YEP!
HELL ROOT

YELP!
HER TOOL



SoulSurvivor
Can you think of any others?
YOU CAN HAVE
NO LETTERS LEFT OVER
AND YOU CAN'T ADD ANY EITHER!

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There's a difference betwen running
And trying to put something behind you
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This is the only thing  I can figure out to help me over come the past.
 May 2015 Adam Childs
Mike Hauser
We cage our animals
The way we cage our men
Some may call it cruelty
The way we lock them in

We go and lock the man away
When he misbehaves
But with the animals we kindly say
We're just trying to save

Just who are we trying to save
All the wild animals from
Is it from themselves
Or is it all from us

And what about man
In the same way
Is it them or us
That we're trying to save

It's the classic case of
Monkey see with monkey do
And of who is watching who
Inside this man made zoo
Maybe you forgot
that love is not all about the talking
It's all about the actions

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Actions speak louder than words
Mechanically he put out his best press
Straightened his yellowing pages
In spite of little pieces flaking off
Like dandruff

Ow !
His spine was not as strong
As in younger presses

He bathed and used aftershave
But still he had that musty air about him

He lay claim to nervous fame
As he fidgeted with the book markers
About to be given as gifts
For her , his blind date

She came in fresh in expectation
Her beauty made him full of dejection
Her cheerful voice proved
to be more than exhaultation

He fumbled for the first sentence
Of subjection , but
Managed only to say
"Please ! I'm just an open book to be read"

She eased over
And ran her fingers over his cover .
down his bindings ,
then inside his yellowing pages

She sighed ,
with pleasure ,
"Yes , this is my perfection "
So struggle weary, I had forgotten how to fight
But now I smile as a stand above this battle site.
Because it was not me, sweetheart, it was you
And I have been rediscovered by someone new.
 May 2015 Adam Childs
Poetic T
An appearance from where noises were in twilight
Moving in silence towards the rising horizon.

Moments of life birthed in to a new beginning,
Breaking the waters and new creation risen anew.

Emergence upon a brand new day breathed forth,
Life visualized, smiles at the sight of a new day
What dawn can symbolize its not only sunrise
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