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DaSH the Hopeful Oct 2014
Something real in my vision
This lifes a head on collision
Subtext and sybolism
Society, and religion
Begging me to beg forgiveness
I never listen
To anything but my heart
And the art on my wall
Hung a bit odd
If one's standing out in the hall
Not ready to evolve
And enter the fog
Gods get lost in this dark
This amusement park with chairs that spark
Where the lights always die
In your eyes
And you stay locked under your skin
Paying for every sin
By being broken
And bent

From head on collisions

Colliding head on with the song in my soul though my flow I let you know I'm an honest man but don't **** me off I'll still ******* up like you're wet and soft like Lara croft but it's not for naught I'm lost but always found mainstream yet underground I'm a heavyweight lyrical boxer I contend pound for pound each round
jeffrey robin Jun 2015
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                                        we

WE ARE THE ..... POETS !!!!!

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We are. .....  so ...... SENSITIVE !

( we cry just hearing the Word ---- SENSITIVITY ! )


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oh

You delicate  fellow poetic creatures !

Out there ******* in the SUN !

( sybolism for exposing  ones deepest feeling

To God Almighty himself --- he who is

The Poets greatest fan and friend )

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Longing just to feel the pain

Of our seperateness

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HOLY BROKEN BABE !

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                                                        ( we are doomed  )

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We are doomed yet still adoring

The way of death

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( poets are like that            as we poets so obviously know )


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Hush

( look - one of us ! )

Arising from the haze of drunken dream !

Will she make it to the bath room on time

Or just **** on herself again !


I'VE GOT TO KNOW !
I'VE GOT TO SEE !

( she really got a cute *** )

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Oh boy

Such is the angst of sensitivity

As we master the art of pretending

To master the art

Of putting the sacred reality into words



A reality only seen

Thru the narcissistic folly

Of our

Genital games and schemes
jeffrey robin Sep 2015
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See
This Adam was a good white man

His wife was this flakey ex - hippie chick

Always walking around naked in the garden

( she DID have great ***** )

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I know

When people think about her they don't think much about
Her great blobs

But think more about her ****** ( you know --- *** and all that )

I mean

Can you EVEN REALLY imagine

******* the VERY ONLY woman in the world !

**** man

I'm practically having an ****** thinking about it !

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But I digress

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Now as it went down was thuswise:

ALI BIN JIHADIST .... ( the snake ! )

Sees EVE and thinks to radical her away from

The JEW GOD

She got created from

Into the

MUSLIM GOD

he got created from

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( bah ! ... Politics )

and she eats some apple

( sybolism ! )

signifying she ****** him and he entered her mind

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So the JEW GOD  deports them

but he naively trusts their moral nature

And they leave Eden and go blow up the WORLD TRADE CENTER TOWERS

as an assault upon the JEW GOD incarnate

( George Bush )

What a **** up !!

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But the JEW GOD is

Too big to fail

So we let him go but we now

Call ourselves CHRISTIANS

To mock him for his failures

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Well
Yep

That's the new story

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