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 Sep 2015 Rakha
Raven
strangled
 Sep 2015 Rakha
Raven
The knot untied, I slipped down and my feet sat on the cold floor
It must have changed it's mind
It must have realized I had more to offer, more to say, less to suffer
I walked on the ocean floor, but the waves soon carried me ashore
They must have found my heart under the sand, thought I would be useful on this saddened land, still floating by in the great wind
I wanted to be gone, not beneath the ground but gone in between the trees, tucked under the eagles wings
The storm never quits the brawling with me
I am pushed, I am threatened, I am made never to let be, but some how always the nightmare lets me free
 Sep 2015 Rakha
Cole Hearn
Hello in there little valley,
Would you have been a girl or a son?
**** you out wired before you become
a little mighty beloved someone.
Perhaps we have too much power,
She agonized for hours paying forward her own pain,
Our conviction was defeated
***** smoky dripping fire.
The ride home she sat paralyzed,
Puffing *** popping energy shots.
I promised I one day would take her to the city,
We're married and here we don't even notice,
No red river valley no, no freethought forethought can be seen,
The air smells of bloodsuckers and conceptual difficulty.

We go back to southern country,
Cuddle upset goodnight,
I fondled her lace pajamas,
Got the both of us feeling right.

— The End —