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"tuffy" poems
Fear is a drug That cowards take too much of Burning with emotions while ignoring solutions   just to end up stressing devoted to pain so they worship it fighting for nothing and falling for everything darkness looms their minds As they depart from courage They allow insecurity to be their only form of security What a tragedy....                                                                     - Tuffy M
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Feb 13, 2019
Feb 13, 2019 at 11:12 AM UTC
A Drug Called Fear
Water flows in the heart that knows Pride inflated chest, humility hasn’t shot him yet Walking around with a lighter nose Heaven knows where egos go When pride is demoralized to its lowest low Live life like a fool always want to know more A hungry scholar will educate his mind To study ancient history Because even he knows, he knows nothing at all To avoid the fall he needs to know about those who fell before Knowledge is power and ignorance takes it away weakening the soul, forcing you to fall So which will you feed more? your humility or your ego                                                                        - Tuffy M
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Jan 7, 2019
Jan 7, 2019 at 9:03 AM UTC
Knowing
Tuffy skinned a cat Behind Walker Bros. Stores; He was probably in on The sand-girl's situation, But no one believes her; Yet believe Tuffy capable of such. He wrestled ostriches and kangaroos At Jungleworld, Real ones. Some say the animals were old and drugged, But Tuffy pinned them all the same. Margo's house burned to the studs Following her sex-driven ****** That was thirty years ago, The same time Jungleworld, With its spiders, snakes and caged bear Died off with Tuffy and his peacock, And the secrets of his take downs and holds. I never saw Tuffy perform His flaming knife-throws, Destroying balloons between lips, Slicing straps with his swordplay. He would've thrived in Venice with Leonardo, Dazzling Popes and Princes, Who would be benefactors and patrons. Tuffy would have lived in a villa, On a mountainside, overlooking his audience, And applauding them for their attention to detail.
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Dec 1, 2016
Dec 1, 2016 at 10:38 AM UTC
Skinning the Cat
Blessings come and go But don’t let your ego determine when they go - Tuffy M
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Aug 10, 2018
Aug 10, 2018 at 11:57 AM UTC
Ego