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 Feb 2015
NameDoesntMatter
I love you.
                       because                     But                             
       over and over                                 I cant                    
     forgiving you                                      keep                 
         and me                                      following  
        me                                 this      
   hurting                       cycle    
    of you
 Feb 2015
Jamie King
.                      *
                            The
                            Xyr-
                       ­    -esic
                   Steel of justice
             Real and unfogiving
                        Cutting
                        through  
                        Foes  of
                        The thr-
                       -one pro-
                       - tecting
                        Friends
                        F­orever
                        presev -
                        -ing pe-
                          -ace
                             .
Inspired by Cat aka Catwoman aka Catbrd
 Feb 2015
SøułSurvivør
in
your
face
hell
mongers
you sit in judgement
condemning the lost while
your wings conceal gluttony
envy, pr  ide and avar  ice like
sulfuric    eggs. You drop on    down
like             harpy eagles on           fish
just forget you
ever took on
the title of
'Christian'
because you
can rest assured
that Christ Jesus will


SoulSurvivor
2/7/2015
I'm sick and tired of "Christians"
who don't have compassion.
In the Bible it states
they are "clouds without water"
That says it all.

♥love covers a multitude of sins♥

~~♥~~
 Feb 2015
SøułSurvivør
^¡^    

                    ^¡^


^¡^                              ^¡^

as we floated
over the high desert in
New Mexico the color splayed
out like river deltas and sunshine
collected in the hairs of our arms
so high were we that Sandia Peak
couldn't graze the bottom of our
gondola. Then we saw it. A
wee butterfly lost on the
updrafts! Trying to
catch it I almost
fell out of the
\     \     /     /
\   \   /   /
gondola
all I saw
was a flit



of wing
and she was gone.
I've never experienced the
Thrill of being up in a
Hot air balloon

This is a 'flight' of fancy

^¡^
 Jan 2015
Dhaye Margaux
?
Why do
                       you
                               love
                           other
              people
first
b
e
f
o
r
e

yourself?
Self-less...
 Jan 2015
MaryJane Doe
t
was
simply
you that  
I desired. Not
your posessions.
Nor your attire. You
built me up you took me
higher. You made the spark
that started my fire. You told
me  you  loved  me.  And  I
called you a lier. That
Was the last time
And now I
Conspire
I    must
Love me
T    o    o
I   need
N    o   t
De   sire
M  i  s  s
M a t ch
Stricken
I am  on
F   I  R  E!
Blackfeather contest edit
 Jan 2015
MaryJane Doe
As         eye
watch my children
sleep.I feel a bond
so deep.a pro-
mise I will
keep

I'd
steep    run
too                  to
climb                       the
no                          highest
is                                    peek
There                                          
IfOnlyToW
           a
t
c      
h            
ThemSleep

<3        <3      
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  <3            <3      
<3
 Jan 2015
C H Watson
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Rampaging tiger, once gentle girl, spare us our lives!
Reduce us not to blood-spray with your lethal knives!
                   Lop                           not
                 our                              red                            
­               and                               raw                necks
             with your  wicked       and         brutal
            claws and glinting        wry   fangs!
          You                   are           kindly
        and               not a              bad
     monster      with a                sly
and         voracious                   gut!
                   Have                        for
                   our                           wet                        tears
              some                             wee                      pity!
        This                                      we beg, O rakshasa!
  Please,                                          remain vegetarian!
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This poem is shaped like the Japanese character for death (死 ****) and is dedicated to my pal ShiftingTiger on AllPoetry.com! She happens to have been afflicted by some sort of teenage lycanthropy, so we try to give her moral support and vegetarian encouragement whenever possible.
 Jan 2015
Jamie King
Standing still
Crushed rampaged
  metals collide the face
  splashed with guts of the
      masses Massacras being
            routines in all routes the
                   scenes are blinding
                        as light flashes
                     before the eyes
                  like angry skies
                in  darker nights

           The day is reborn
      the face wiped with
  cloths of sorrow black
bags already gone but
  not forgotten, pardoned
     only when the bones have
           cracked and the body
           can no longer stand the
             pain, with holes deep
             enough to be filled
                    by the rain.
So there I was walking on the road and I'm thinking what does it feel like for people to step on you and walk all over you at every turn in your life.. and so I wrote this poem
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