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Till you know the softness of rocks and feebleness of mountains  Till you know hardness behind watery concrete 
Do I want It? 23, responsibility free Single? (possibly ready to mingle) Five years master (double major) Beautiful disaster, double the wager
O' My Lady where has your Courge fled      Do you remember your obligation?      Do you recall your resolve?           No, you have deserted your Duty O' My Lady where have you gone
Could I ever write a poem That would change the Minds of men, Words that would make the World stop turning And halt the advance of time.
i'll admit it.    sometimes it's hard to make me happy.    when my brain is working so hard to keep my spirits down pumping chemicals i know shouldn't be there
Drifting in a languid landof singing prairies and crystalline lakes,I wander toward a jeweled tree, radiant sapphire and ruby in a halcyon dream. 
His hand runs down my thigh. My prayers have been answered. I bow before Him, longing to taste ambrosia and sin. I beg before Him, longing to be let in. He smiles that godly smile,
People say I’m an idealist I see things that aren’t there I see the good and not the bad I see the world as fair   I trust people far too much Because that’s how it should be
I’m stranded. Don’t know where I am, starting to lose sense of who I am, but that can’t occur. See, while my location may be unknown, my identity and ideals cannot be gone
My doodles have moved from pictures to words, Evolution of expression - Is fragmented language easier to understand than scratchy images?
I Am Paint splashed onto weary walls That have stood over centuries of the normal person. Spots of color to prove I am different Than the rest  Splotches that don't blend in With the rest
I would rather fall into a pit
I flew upon the fragrant wings
Strolling in perpetual seabreeze The leftcorner lips curl Eyeshield purple vision glow Sleeves stripped legs unfurl   Deepened dark reddened white Trappedsun tresses  salt wave
Could you in that dense mind of yoursHave ever dreamed a world so greatSo filled with beauty and passions
We are told to accomplish everything we can today,
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