#deviance - Hello Poetry

I would be led to dwell too heavily on elements of wisdom or anxiety in a thought. well aware of the world's enormous fund off misery, yet even so it looked as though the status quo is to rid all the hard to understand. but we have a long way to travel before we approach that.

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Jun 13, 2018

Jun 13, 2018 at 9:03 PM UTC

lillianmay

the unspoken aversion to deviance

I would be led to dwell too heavily on elements of wisdom or anxiety in a thought. well aware of the world's enormous fund off misery, yet even so it looked as though the status quo is to rid all the hard to understand. but we have a long way to travel before we approach that.

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I feel the strands push through my scalp for blue skies Grow up, grow tall, then steeple palm to palm Praise the sun! but where's the sun? Legend says it's there to reach for men with means If love, if happiness, then just take a grip Praise the sun! but where's the sun? Preach goodliness like you've the throat, the road to heaven Preach to us like you'll sell deviants the verse Raise the men! but what's a man? Praise the sun! that never burned. I'm over. I'm over. Been over all along.

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Feb 2, 2018

Feb 2, 2018 at 6:59 PM UTC

ZeroNine

The Fire

I feel the strands push through my scalp for blue skies Grow up, grow tall, then steeple palm to palm Praise the sun! but where's the sun? Legend says it's there to reach for men with means If love, if happiness, then just take a grip Praise the sun! but where's the sun? Preach goodliness like you've the throat, the road to heaven Preach to us like you'll sell deviants the verse Raise the men! but what's a man? Praise the sun! that never burned. I'm over. I'm over. Been over all along.

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Keenly sharpened lashes black the soul Shroud the awful secrets of portals Two brown pretending eyes pulling in The sun, moon, light, every remaining hint Yet prey's feet split the difference over floor Soles stick to stone, *** warms, heart exposed And the blood kept sacredly entombed As prey migrates wildly out of vein Til the gun dogs swap kisses In familiar red Keenly sharpened garb draws the edges Grants malevolence a silhouette Encroaching ****** deviance Dances her hips so sweetly you forget

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Jun 15, 2017

Jun 15, 2017 at 1:07 PM UTC

ZeroNine

Energies|Gun Dogs

Keenly sharpened lashes black the soul Shroud the awful secrets of portals Two brown pretending eyes pulling in The sun, moon, light, every remaining hint Yet prey's feet split the difference over floor Soles stick to stone, *** warms, heart exposed And the blood kept sacredly entombed As prey migrates wildly out of vein Til the gun dogs swap kisses In familiar red Keenly sharpened garb draws the edges Grants malevolence a silhouette Encroaching ****** deviance Dances her hips so sweetly you forget

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She once locked horns with the devil. Now she has one on each side.

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Jan 9, 2015

Jan 9, 2015 at 4:44 PM UTC

rosa

Horns

She once locked horns with the devil. Now she has one on each side.

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