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ryn Dec 2015
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/            /         •lift me up over-          /             /
/      /    head•for i only seek to shelter    /      //
          you•from the sun who'd scorch you red          /
•from monsoon rains that'll chill you blue•you
may at times think i'm cumbersome to carry•when
the winds of change put you in all kinds of weather•
but i can collapse and fold... i stow away easy•keep me
close and i will spring to your aid... whenever, wherever•
such           is my           pro-   ••   mise           to...           you•
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for
yo-
ur
lif-
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journey•
                


soon you'll find my words to be true•
that i'd forever be your brolly
For my family.

Concrete Poem 22 of 30

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S K Garcia Sep 2014
Round wheels found
patterned, pebble pavement
opened Heaven
and white walls.

Who were washed, dropped
brown mud crowns broken
on soft breathing ground.
It's not loud.

Color from clay,
(my dearest sulfate)
I'll wash away three days
one glass with sparkling diamonds
drops I cannot catch.  Fingernails
orange and chipped, I sip

waste six more days
but saved my veins, still
dream of trains.
I think of engines, coal
and triumphant triangle
iron.  Trains have
become much more
than that.

CTA and there's no Racoon
roadkill.  White walls
around pink stink, black drops
of gum beneath me.

Maybe in daisies, I believe;
mosquitos and flies
I wear pants.  I've got
less eyes and more lies
than that.

Just trust the jeweled beetle bug.
Johnny Noiπ Feb 2019
Truth is the bread of sadness;
he has his wife, who is in a free
bed and he is happy to be surprised
by me, it opens. It's not easy
to lose cake while you go.
The curve can take a long time
to see the thoracic battles
and provide the government
that prevents it, that is they
avoid the fall of faith.
And the fall the gentleman
has changed, there is a fight
against good, love, with healthy
feet and the friends who choose
your ******* remain calm
and add cars, not everyone
has the power factors, only the sun
is worth that only the sun it's worth
it if it HURTS and is ready to wait
for speculation that does not satisfy
him: "The power of peace that the
addict gradually swears to say
he loves the name and the seasons
to be dark. For fear of friends,
of sweetness, doubt, strong guilt;
I mean I choose more memory,
I must understand the dream -
most of the secret life according
to which soldiers are chosen
in a healthy way during the year,
can claim that half of the sun falls,
the star of the leaf, the patient,
then the victory of this forced
salt solution CTA must be completed
with the pain of the school,
many eyes of prisoners, simple
human bread, gray brain fire
and a little earlier, The patient
returned to the light of the resistance,
which was stronger
Johnny Noiπ Feb 2019
Most of the blind walls are a mystery of life
the courses are selected according to it
soldiers then the patient The victory came,
which was forced to cover the desert wall,
wake up at the same time she lived
in the writings of drugs. The end of the CIA
must be complementary No need to go to
school with pain and exciting hitching Many
exciting eyes are fair
painful damaged land
burning with mystery and a little
Earlier to say the stars?
Patient returned to the light of resistance
What was stronger than pain and blood
Breathe your wild life better
as in the desert; They went down and saw
Hot Months Finally pheasants speak
At the end, trying to mouth out
Go To The Sea Play with the fate of evil
with passion. Give him a bitter walk
In the summer evening, it is easier for us
to hear The area was killed by a wind price,
a reaction I look forward to believing
in the blind horror go out. The war came
out with this scent and it caused
more pain in the sun, well
Smooth sign of pain their way and laughter
He is an act not hair, and this light
is submerged in diving And to the cause
of the pain is silence Asking you to love
this scream underwear, it is nsaniam
theme takes your search impulse
into your daily results, Goldcrest is changing
its bad reputation; he hears far promises
for hair with carnival. Russia FAIL
Germany football soccer table on Saturday
Jimmy Glory's friend is a hot story I think
I have complained about future colors
it will be warmed by the blue French book
Real Media Latin America Blue Media Will
Die before the report on the first question
In the hands of the German high school
I smoke my sweet hand on Google search
by number, though the book "he tells"
is a police dream and eternal memory:
I'm not sure about it in the last days.
It's too cold. In addition tears are hostile
hate in the dark. Can't understand that
is very close to people. remember But you
won't find it when the energy comes
back to hand when I heard the most
beautiful house in the woods and the most
beautiful house in cold water, others finally
came to heaven. Dreams in the sky and
People who call the mind should not be
forgotten that I mainly saw the second part
Errors that this faith is a mistake
is about feelings in the world and
courage to disturb the feeling of joy.
The body is not attainable
I kiss a girl this year.

The truth is the pain of sadness; he has his wife
who is in a free bed with his very sad part,
and he is glad to be surprised that it opens.
It is not easy to lose a cake while walking. curve
there may be a lot of time to see chest battles
and cancel the government
Avoid the fall of faith. And fall
Mr., changed, is a fight
against good, love, rest with healthy legs,
and friends who choose your ******* remain
silence and added ucars, not everyone has power
Only the sun is worth it
It's worth it because it's RTS ready to wait
speculation that does not satisfy him:
"The power of peace, whose dependence is gradual,
swears he loves words and seasons
be dark Fear of friends!
Doubt, we, strong mistakes, I think I choose
More memory, I must understand the dream
now from the wall of secret life, according to which
soldiers are chosen in a healthy way
One year you can pretend to be half the sun
star, patient and then victory
forced CTA should be complemented
many catch eyes, pain and pain
simple human pain, gray brain fire and a little earlier
The patient returned to the light of resistance, which was stronger

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