Invincibility to those who posses it, A single swing it can body and soul split, All have tried to learn its secret, Trespasses, they'll try to revert. Anyone can find it at any time, Depending on use, may be called a crime, Pure of heart are far from immune, Correctly will …
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Veins run hot and boiling, Veiled reaching out calling, Anger making all much darker, With every step, bleaker. Unwanted feeling in the mind, Desperately seeking words kind, All enveloping, painful hate, Walking to step out, a gate. A choice to open all and let in, …
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Obviously, this was not just an innocent synonym for “pants.” They deliberately used the word “knickers” in a context that makes it very clear they were invoking a racial slur, and wrote a whole little skit to go with it.
With an influx of pain. I try to wash disdain, Plethoric battles fought, With might I never thought. Truth is the ultimate sword, It will strike down each lied word, Turmoil in my soul and mind, Fears all dissipate like wind.
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If it makes you cry, oh well, if it makes you laugh be my guest, if you think for any second that my hope will ever end you will be surprised and I might even surprised myself. Google it, do some work: "go into hell for a heavenly cause..."
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Unknowingly in my longing, Looking to end all the yearning, A surprise alleviating, Wonderful new beginning, Crawling towards delightedness.
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Embarked anew, full of vigor, Years reflected in a dusty mirror, Options encircling me as hungry sharks, Pains and strifes peeling off like tree barks. Frozen within trepidations, Listing from all limitations, Looking for all's inspirations, Saddened by their alterations.
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Chosen from a bushel, rotting the rest, Given a challenge, a nevertending test, Walking alone only fills my caldron, With me travel my faithful squadron.
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IN A BARN The shortening days of lemonade summersherald the green season's endwherein the yellow dandelions fadeand columbines' scent is no longer sent. Where spiders their silken webs they do mendand shouts of ballfield boys so resound.Where bicycles round the last blockand head …
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Like a message from oneself, Lost in wonderland by an elf, It finds it's way out of shadows, To create and tender new meadows. Loving all within this round garden, Closed-fisted I stand in Arden, Against all evil will the seed grow, Unafraid to make one's soul glow.
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