Poems from iamtime

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I occasionally spew poetry everywhere and this looks like a worthy receptacle.
I hate this, loathe it with a passion. Why must I write an essay on something that means nothing to me. When I write I offer you a part of...
Let me tell you how I would live as a cow Though it's no way to behave I would start a bovine rave And I would be much happier than thou.
No I wont fall into those traps Go away I know I can function just like everybody else Stop it I will get over this myself Let go I can...
But when you felt ready to shake apart, when the cold hands of fear gripped your heart. Did you not then beg for aid? Because you could...
There is a great and terrible feeling behind manipulating people. The feeling of power sinks into your skin, as you make up a story on the...

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