Long Blaine Poems

Forever is only a moment lost without champion the cause Anderson mister burnette blossom barachatta Barbara Streisand globally Hussein ghost minnows shady lane candles blue stay real vanderbuilts vaults of favored few points topless blunt...

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Rage, despair, grief, devastation and regret, flowing like 
hot lava spewing out from a volcano through my veins,
pushing out my red hot blood onto this white leaf;
For suddenly and without any fair warning came,
an enormous...

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I only be looking down now, looking inside myself now,
not head set in defeat but reflection, not the thoughts but the actual events that happened, wild flower child, yea right boom boy im a power...

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Cuba…Mamma Mia…like most of the Caribbean; part of the 1492 slam…
Slavery, sugar plantations… invasions, upheaval, independence…
Then the American kisses; with a slight twist…who initiated the ’disses’…?
Was it Blaine…is he insane…?
Was it Marti…the heart of the...

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Alas; my maternal love couldn’t save you my beloved son, hence; 
in excruciating pain, I shed an ocean of tears asking why.
Was my love not enough or was it too much? Too much that you,
couldn’t...

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December 14, 1982
* A piercing scream echoes throughout the basement*
"What is that?!" I shriek
"Well this one is a scapel, this one is a bone saw, and this one is a crowbar," says Blaine, "hahaha, I...

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December 14, 1982
* A piercing scream echoes throughout the basement*
"What is that?!" I shriek
"Well this one is a scapel, this one is a bone saw, and this one is a crowbar," says Blaine, "hahaha, I...

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Now listen close to these tangles that we have involved in
As we evolve now, I'm just hoping that i can last longer
If I can program my mind into, as fast as a mind has ever...

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still I rise still i live here still a small part of me dies everyday
say what yellow wont say, when feds come felons say, what the hell, oh well , felons fell, bounce back,be very...

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Battered Blaine down in the rain.  
And kept still in the winter’s chill. 
Sudden appetites and several sour fights. 
His moods distorted by the pain. 
Seasons came and swirled the same. 
Inside his brain,...

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In the Southwest of Scotland
Marin county Argyle-shire
Extends a narrow mass of land
Known only as Kintyre

A certain mull on which is known
What sea the eye adore
As glitter to a rolling mist
As waves align the shore

Not far...

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I’m opening a factory,
Recruitment starts today,
I’ll describe you the Person Spec.
Send me your resumee.
You have to have experience,
Of doing magic tricks,
And no exaggeration,
How you use your magic sticks,
For ours is a wand factory,
With each a...

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Jesus could walk on water,
But we walk across forever
If it is for love.
Women do, you know.
Walk on fire and broken glass too,
With shattered collarbones
From being held too tight
In love.
We wait.
Trusting fate.
And love.
He could heal the...

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natsumi could walk on water
if she felt like it,
for she has flown many feet above
the subway platforms in tokyo,
she has hurled herself, hovering,
as if she were running a sprint,
up above the street
bearing her gorgeous bright...

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To heal is not mine....
With the words;
"In time you will heal",
many try to console me.
Though said with all good intent,
there is no consolation;
only hurt and anger I feel.
For those words translate to me;
that there should...

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He was dealt a bad hand, so of course he flushed
it down the drain
The house of cards collapsed on faulty grounds so
he built again on new terrain
He set his sights on new foundations with the...

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Every time I close my eyes and go to sleep at night, 
I dream of dancing with you beneath the stars;
 on a warm moonlit night.

As we dance the ocean waves roll in, rinsing the...

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I miss that old playhouse of brilliant plays 
And when I used to go see a show 
Vintage but very classy 
And I miss my uncle rod 
Who used to be when he was young...

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One year anniversary today of the laying to rest my beloved son Nathaniel Blaine Gibson. The most horrific, saddest, tormenting anniversary to have to experience and remember. The sting of his death is still very...

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A ghostly shade of white that cloaks the ground
Of contoured guesswork and ominous mound
With flecks of skyward flakes tossed by the storm 
That frost the gray, obscure the day and change its form
Observed within to...

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