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Eye to eye with a two faced mirror Stern threats stated towards this duplicate I see "I'm warning you, don't make me come in there, You know you don't like it when we're angry" Though, my mind and I both know I know better Fully aware I don't have a victory on it's territory A half baked example of what makes a quitter There's a lose on every flipped page of my story ©2024
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Aug 7, 2024
Aug 7, 2024 at 1:11 PM UTC
~•§•~ Fully Aware ~•§•~
I was able to fool myself there for a little bit The fraudulent thought was constant   However, my penmanship captured a consistent internal beratement But every new piece is the same 'ol shiit It just pours out different Duplicate content no matter the faucet But it's only ever water coming outta the spigot Forming from the origin of a recurring script With only a singular way to interpret You're only going to get one thing from an unchanging mindset Just gets reworded before print "Maybe they won't notice it" "If I rearrange it it'll at least look different" But the retreating interest is evident Leading to the realization that was destined to hit "They've found my secret" "This pony only has one trick" Should have paid closer attention to it I lie and say it's wit, Which I know is bull shiit Because I couldn't and wouldn't argue if you called it redundant The absolute of my failure is pungent On my best day I'm still repugnant Any new muse goes out of its way to be absent Mostly due to the subject, That's me, Becoming complacent Setting anchor in what was my escapement Befriending my replacement I wouldn't suggest it But I ate it So now I gotta ingest it ©2024
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May 18, 2024
May 18, 2024 at 1:42 PM UTC
~•§•~ Same Difference ~•§•~
No longer in that postition. (No longer robotnik— the robotnik man-clock.) No longer seated there— square— Fantasisng about The Line. We are no longer haunted by ******* imprints— Let it be said. Now control the ethereal days— When they come to pass. Now, manipulate The Line in new ways— If it does not break. The Line bends but it does not break because it bends for me now! And, at the end, decide whether or not it shall be perceived as real, Or merely perceived as a figment of the imagination. So now, we are in that position even when there is nothing there: We are peddling, or writing, Or etching a single line. And this is how we shall expand... Cycling past ourselves….
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Jan 31, 2023
Jan 31, 2023 at 6:54 PM UTC
Cycle Past Yourself
I repeated every lesson,           hearing every drowning word... Every syllable that was recast,        but I never learnt a single... done over,                         duplicated.. Reproduced as another version of               the same verse.. Everything was!                 refashioned, redone, remade..    In the fashion of what was before. But even though I sat in every class..         I never took a single word in.. The teachers changed, but I remembered                      that one who made me resit every lesson.... I cant see anything in this crammed space...                     But hopefully one day some one will cover me for a toilet break.. And I'll be peace.... I resit every lesson and still                       all I see is deathly words..                                        Never heard,    but reverberating though hollow bones
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Jun 27, 2020
Jun 27, 2020 at 2:58 PM UTC
Lessons Never Learnt
Going once the cruise_______* One specific lover What do we uncover More advice going twice in (2) You see an unexpected attraction Like twins with two heads exact copy Say Action your movie part "The offer you cannot refuse" You cannot duplicate her heart With another Flower rose Another heart obligation "Alaskan Huskies Twin Adoption" Two heads better than one snipper She- Wolf surf and turf Mexico taco, at the gulf Her green planet thumb Mount Fiji we climb Right force ruler the heart divider the duplicate lover "To Reproduce" over the a million light-years duplicated love tears Years we treasured It's in our duty Congregated United we stand   Imagine the world stopped to be buried The duplicate became a twin maid of honor She lost her duplicated purse "Twin Identity" Doppelganger Your heart couldn't hold on____ Any longer To reproduce the same forbidden fruit voiceover singer The rare find someone with a Giving heart Having a double scotch doing the part The pirate wearing Eye patch* Twofold twice the gold one heart match Poems true believers One is the snitch To love life singles or doubles subjects to catch up in triples The full house what a spouse Your boiling minds Twice around the coffee house The day she or he was born The comfort comes with love Fire eye lit bedding (Forever young double wedding) You're the one so gifted hearted*
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Feb 13, 2019
Feb 13, 2019 at 3:00 PM UTC
Duplicate
The world looks at him, and gets lost in the confusion.   She looks at him, and she is lost in his world. Passers by stare at her unknown, unaware for the beauty within   To him, her beauty lies far beneath her freckles. Many of us can not even muster the courage to talk to one another   Let alone, hold a candle to the splendor of true honesty & compassion. Often replicated but never duplicated   but duplication is within her. Labeled for life to be a stigma,   a supposed taboo. Earthly born to be ‘weak’,   but Heaven saw fit to grant her a strong heart & even fiercer spirit. Undeserving of loyalty, for man deems her ‘broken,’   Her presence screams throughout time, “I am NOT broken!”   She was made for him. He fits to her soul like the last puzzle piece,   Vibrant, making the whole picture complete. Racing is his mind, nothing seems to calm,   until he sees her, his fiery red hair gal. Excitement is a curious creature,    It can be wonderful, when expected. Speaking can be useful, after much altering.    But he doesn’t have to change for her, She knows exactly who he is, and even more.    He knows how to woo her, from the deepest part of his heart. Very matter of fact, no filtering required   for this is a special kind of love. A love that many so often throw aside,   to glamorize a cheap imitation. Bright lights, loud stares, and quiet words   determined to shatter their dreams. Hollywood glitz & glamour films, tell of impossible tales    knowing that they themselves, long for something real. Give us a tale of how we should love,   how not to cast aside the broken. For it is our true stories, of undeserving compassion   How we are loved for everything we are, Give us a Love Story like Marissa & Billy. Please visit the link below to know more about their story: https://www.facebook.com/Marissa-Billy-a-special-needs-love-story-166422050876423
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May 30, 2018
May 30, 2018 at 6:26 PM UTC
Love Story
The world looks at him, and gets lost in the confusion.   She looks at him, and she is lost in his world. Passers by stare at her unknown, unaware for the beauty within   To him, her beauty lies far beneath her freckles. Many of us can not even muster the courage to talk to one another   Let alone, hold a candle to the splendor of true honesty & compassion. Often replicated but never duplicated   but duplication is within her. Labeled for life to be a stigma,   a supposed taboo. Earthly born to be ‘weak’,   but Heaven saw fit to grant her a strong heart & even fiercer spirit. Undeserving of loyalty, for man deems her ‘broken,’   Her presence screams throughout time, “I am NOT broken!”   She was made for him. He fits to her soul like the last puzzle piece,   Vibrant, making the whole picture complete. Racing is his mind, nothing seems to calm,   until he sees her, his fiery red hair gal. Excitement is a curious creature,    It can be wonderful, when expected. Speaking can be useful, after much altering.    But he doesn’t have to change for her, She knows exactly who he is, and even more.    He knows how to woo her, from the deepest part of his heart. Very matter of fact, no filtering required   for this is a special kind of love. A love that many so often throw aside,   to glamorize a cheap imitation. Bright lights, loud stares, and quiet words   determined to shatter their dreams. Hollywood glitz & glamour films, tell of impossible tales    knowing that they themselves, long for something real. Give us a tale of how we should love,   how not to cast aside the broken. For it is our true stories, of undeserving compassion   How we are loved for everything we are, Give us a Love Story like Marissa & Billy. Please visit the link below to know more about their story: https://www.facebook.com/Marissa-Billy-a-special-needs-love-story-166422050876423
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