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The Infamous Scottish Muse

The time has come your passing has happened 
Your desire to live was never dampened 
The great Scottish debate for you to stay or go
I screamed yes, but the haggis of your heart said no 

The split of our nation represents the split in my heart
But now the time has come and we must part
Much like our dreams of reaching the sixth form debate final

“Page 32” you crowbarred into conversation
infuriating Ash to the point of self-immolation
your self important boasts of superior knowledge 
turned my my weakened soul into watery porridge 

You were not a stereotype, despite what many said
Unlike most Scots, you ate more than simply fried bread
Your challenge with crackers so lascivious  that I lost my thread
And since then I yearned for a way to do more than simple observe your bed

But your aggression was endearing, cutting and clear
Tearing opponents to shreds, speaking to all that will hear
But I was behind a glass wall, simply shedding a tear
As a limp invitation to a party was the closest I could near

I sit here now and remember our lark
Our time together, characterized by a battle with a shark
The verbal brutality was shocking that situation was stark
But your retorts were quick witted, but often loaded with snark

This took so long to write as my heart still bares scars
An open mouth like yours could give hour long seminars
Yet you still saved me from being bundled into one of Bennet’s cars
Yet I must hope that we meet again, underneath heaven’s stars 

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Another Lousy Lover

I truly am disappointed
By such a lack of desire
When I think I should inspire
That swollen stuff of dreams
With a waving Wand anointed
By eager, willing hands
Spill free his demands
Then stuffed back in his jeans! 

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I Wanna Write a Poem

But it scares me.

I read what I've written
What  you've written

Damn, that's GOOD.

I wanna write a poem
but the muse has deserted me
or maybe I deserted her
or maybe she's a he

Who the f-word knows?

But I wanna write a poem.
One about love and charity
One about caring as much for you as I do for me
One about seeing things other people can't see.

I just wanna write a poem.

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Goodbye To You

Although I've tried to understand your reasons for what you do,
sometimes I just turn my switch off, and ignore the nonsense.
Repeating the same ignorant remarks which obviously tweek my heart and soul,
you've really been asking my permission to leave and not come back,
because I was just a dalliance to you - "Hot Love In the Summertime"...
You take beautiful people, animals and creations and twist them around
to suit your 'manly' thoughts and desires, turning a beautiful flower
into a withered-up twiglet with no hope or life left.
Those are YOUR choices - not mine!  I see beauty, and am mesmerized
by God's glorious developments within the universe.
You see only the flaming asteroids which threaten to destroy
this wonderful world we live in.
You hope for chaos and destruction, and you have a destructive personality.
You respect nothing, and prove it with your words and actions.
If only you could realize or even care what destruction you have caused,
and try to repair the damage by helping the beauty to blossom and bloom,
spreading yet again...
But!  You obviously could care less about true happiness, peace and faith,
for your faith lies only in the knowledge that (finally) one day
you'll succeed in stifling out your own sordid life,
ne'er taking notice of all the wreckage you leave behind - intentionally.
What could have happened in your life
to make you hurt yourself knowingly...hopingly...
...Continuing to commit suicide on a daily basis?
What evil has befallen your soul to make you hate so much?
Or, is it mere child's play to you to make ev'ryone and ev'rything around you
wish they'd ne'er known a person as cold and nasty as you are?
My thoughts will wander to you from time to time in the future,
but they will immediately be dismissed - pushed away - like you did me.
My love is a special gift, but you don't see beauty, so you cannot know real love.
Therefore, I will spend the rest of my days striving to erase the hatred,
and bring love into the world, whether you like it or not.
God's love is the most beautiful thing there will e'er be,
and it shines like a beacon in my soul, but your lighthouse crumbled long ago,
and you don't even want to rebuild.
So, goodbye to your darkness, hello peaceful world.

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      hatred and love

She took me in, inside her heart, out of the raging storm of solitude
Dragged me. Pierced my tissues with the horn of a unicorn….

I levitated at daybreak and floated to the middle of the night
I felt the wind and the fire and the ice and the weird heart throb…

Sweet when she made me laugh and bitter when she was hurt
It literally tasted that way in my tongue- the touch of a perfect love…

She hates me....
Insults me

She makes me
Hate myself so..

And now I am a show for the town to watch, lone walker, paces undefined
And mostly taken down by my untied laces; the ground- so hard- embraces me…

That hydrogen that carried me through my gleaming days and lit my nights
Has ran out, syphoned from me by the love of another man, or money?, no difference.

That’s what, I didn’t have
Or provide, long before our love had hit its core, she lied...

That’s what I hate
Like I hate her

That’s what I hate
Like I do myself now.

And i never thought id hate that much
I guess i never knew love that much...

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Propagate it

Eternal God, Mother Mary, Father Christ
How lovingly you respond to Eternal God

People say they pay reverence, Eternal God 
Father Christ, Mother Mary
It is written

Written what? 
“Peace in Christ”
Where is “Father” Christ?

Don't have any clue
Talking about
Hypocrite, harsh word
People harsh to Father Christ

Fact that He is the Highest Priest
Why copy?
Copy “For the righteous”
He is Eternal God, “Father” Christ, Mother Mary

People boast, brag 
Reverence to Father Christ
Believe in Him
Yet, no “Father” Christ

He’s hurting
Help me propagate
We’ll run over Church
Nothing is written

About reverence
No one knows
Except us
He wants us to propagate it


Let’s do it Father Piers! Let’s go?

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Treat Her Right

I didn’t stay
because you didn’t listen
Warring night and day
for a little attention

Forget promises whispered
at the alter
What about us?
When did we falter?

It only counts when two 
equals one
But when one plus one equals two
It’s time I left you

A. Green

(Some writings will be very simple,
and really stupid.
I am going from back to front and
attempting to write in every form)

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Your gaze

You don't know what I can be    Your simply clueless       Such an array of possibilities          You just don't know when you gaze at me         You look right through, transparency      So many thoughts I can conceive   But you don't want me to believe       No you can't know what I can be        Your eyes wide shut when you gaze at me

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Carbon copy

Am I the one you dream of, 
Am I the one you prayed silently for with closed eyes at your bed side,
Am I the one you magnificently created of her figment,  
Deeply rooted and knotted in that dark part of your past.
Do you think you can create, recreate those vivid but vague images of her carbon 
copy through me?

Am I the one you want to smile like her,
Caress, embrace and erase your deviant discrepancy.
Have you visualized the slaving, the hard work she put in?
It seems I am the one you want to prolong the epidemic of your rage

Am I the one you really care for 
Or am I just a coaster to absorb that water from your glass
Am I the one you pictured walking towards you on that  cool Sunday evening
In that small chapel on the side of that Hill.

Am I the one you will share and tell stories about,
The one who will inspire you to become greater than you.
Will I be the one you run to when all hell breaks lose?
Am I the one you place above all other.

Will I be the one to conceive and bear seed just to please you?
Seeds that resemblances you and in essences are you
Will I ever be that one? 
The one you have morphed within the cavity of your brain.