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"beelzeboul" poems
like a burqua, women wrapped around his demeanor, rebels. he gave the middle finger saying, grass is always greener in the summer time. the sun spurned this long black Friday. rabid speculation death for bethel’s children. hands, mouth, feet, iron- fettered & bounded. parents blamed it on one horrid baby boy. he groomed, bewitched, excelled, beguiled, erectly sprouting forth. mother took for granted forever will i am: we miss your energy running the streets like ****** fool? false. for they said you lost your mind, possessed by beelzeboul. a **** tortured soul. he was not fake, & never phoney, “sham you!” they screamed: later paying homage. quiet remains, but i confess YHWV when beloved left they penned his fairy tale fits of covert passion tempered as women, wait outside the synagogue - he debated with the rabbi so every thing changed. God’s voice betwixt his lips, for ever sealed & raised above the people. wandered off sheep miss, guided from the path when fell the night suddenly en-lightened by sudden incantations evoked from a man with lighted face jude, twinned, grew in skills & oratory spells mastered. mother took for granted forever will i am: we miss your energy running the streets like ****** fool? false. for they said you lost your mind possessed by Beelzeboul. a **** tortured soul. he was not fake, & never phoney, “sham you!” they screamed: later paying homage. quiet remains, but i confess YHWV when beloved left they penned his fairy tale
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Sep 29, 2014
Sep 29, 2014 at 7:23 AM UTC
the grass is always greener in the summertime
like a burqua, women wrapped around his demeanor, rebels. he gave the middle finger saying, grass is always greener in the summer time. the sun spurned this long black Friday. rabid speculation death for bethel’s children. hands, mouth, feet, iron- fettered & bounded. parents blamed it on one horrid baby boy. he groomed, bewitched, excelled, beguiled, erectly sprouting forth. mother took for granted forever will i am: we miss your energy running the streets like ****** fool? false. for they said you lost your mind, possessed by beelzeboul. a **** tortured soul. he was not fake, & never phoney, “sham you!” they screamed: later paying homage. quiet remains, but i confess YHWV when beloved left they penned his fairy tale fits of covert passion tempered as women, wait outside the synagogue - he debated with the rabbi so every thing changed. God’s voice betwixt his lips, for ever sealed & raised above the people. wandered off sheep miss, guided from the path when fell the night suddenly en-lightened by sudden incantations evoked from a man with lighted face jude, twinned, grew in skills & oratory spells mastered. mother took for granted forever will i am: we miss your energy running the streets like ****** fool? false. for they said you lost your mind possessed by Beelzeboul. a **** tortured soul. he was not fake, & never phoney, “sham you!” they screamed: later paying homage. quiet remains, but i confess YHWV when beloved left they penned his fairy tale
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the world won’t implode if my lips touch yours the sun won’t die the seas won’t boil the sky won’t fall the earth won’t split if my eye meets yours if my finger brushes yours if my forehead touches yours as my arm encircles your waist so what’s the problem here if i bury my nose in your hair if i whisper sweet nothings in your ear if i press you up against the wall and claim all of you blood will not rain from the heavens planets will not collide beelzeboul will not rise and the internet will not die if i make you mine so why
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Mar 7, 2014
Mar 7, 2014 at 12:28 AM UTC
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