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A howl is heard
in the dead of night
a shadow seen
on the hill
between the trees
a pair of golden eyes
strikes fear into the hearts
of those who trespass
in his territory.
this beast is
the beautiful wolf
This is my first poem here.
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What lies beneath the surface?
All the media hype?
What lies beneath your internet,
your TV and your Skype?

What lies beneath the input
that boggles your wee brain?
What's up with politicians?
The jingoist refrain?

What's up with Miley Virus,
in her fairy leotard
******* bare for all to see...
hoist on her own petard?

Is it all it seems?
A world that's just sick?
Or is it a great metaphor
for a magic trick?

While the Great Houdini
rolls up with a band
you're watching smoke n mirrors
and disregard his hands.

Televangalists preach prosperity!
Filling up the pews,
While you're watching people
going crazy on the news!

What lies beneath Denver?
The Dome of the Rock?
Are there great growing cities?
Or is all of that just talk?

There was once a mighty ship
they thought would never sink...

Folks, what's beneath's an iceberg

and it's CLOSER THAN YOU THINK!


SoulSurvivor
(C) 5/19/2015
Smoke and mirrors.
NWO wants to **** off BILLIONS.

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Please, break my heart
So I can write a collection of poems.
I need to drown in the feeling
Of being alone.

I want my heart to break
I want my soul to ache.
For the feeling of achievement
I'll put my mentality at stake.

I need to chase the feeling.
I love to breathe that feeling.
Because I'm finally good at something.
And if my heart isn't broken,
Then I'm absolutely nothing.
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