Long Guilted Poems

Oppressor and the oppressed.

Who is the oppressed and who is the oppressor?
Who has the right to beat a random person on the street?
Who has the right when to pronounce a person guilty or to see...

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The coming times can unfold,
far accross to all lands,
the casting shadow has fallen,
with it's far reaching hands,
accross our four cornered world,,
 Humanity progressed to progressive sufferage,
that comes with many names,
the ideology won without a shot,
convinced...

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You were beautiful, sweet, kind;
Reassuring of your conviction.
Trepidation ringing in my mind
I focused on your profession.

I tried us both to cajole, convince,
If I showed you a kingdom of gold,
I could be your shining prince,
And watch...

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Mom, I am sorry. 
I am sorry I did not call you. 
I am sorry I did not text.
I am sorry I cannot have a relationship with you for what you call my “selfish reasons.”...

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Things might just turn out alright...

Long as we own the ability to see through political "solutions" and recognize 
propaganda. 
 
Things might not be so bad...

With so many people waking up to see that following...

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Georgia has mild Cerebral Palsy, 
And was loved by her PE teacher, 
At George Abbot School friendly, 
But didn’t then become a runner. 

The 2012 Paras got to her heart, 
Guilted her with school memories...

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Wade through the water, and kiss my tears. Hold me not in your arms, but in your 
heart. I fear that time has left me behind somewhere in fate. I long only to know 
him,...

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Faceless Fear


Inside of me there haunts to be, a pain that never seems to go away,
Within a darkened room, of a dismal day...
Hell compounds and will confounds, my demons come out to play,
Within a darkened...

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Night Whispers in my ear, promising sweet

Dreams from another world. My eyes lidded

With wonder of images that aren't complete.



My consciousness blurs, I scrunch up my feet.

Dream realm returns, I enter it timid.

Night whispers in my...

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Another age passes unmeasured.
Giant calms; in placid time waking
guilted warmth irradiates. Unbroken
calm aether heralds the next age.
Past embers cooled in God’s eye,
forgiveness of imagined betrayal.
But the turning cycle weighs not
amassed sincerity; the matter of energy.
Unworthy,...

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Three crosses stood still that faithful day
As the skies sadly wept a guilted grey
On the highest hill, they would be seen
Ruled by Roman eyes that did demean

The middle cross covered in a rustic red
Where the...

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Comes the night with a residual rampant roar
As the shadows swallow the remaining light
For death documents it final scurrilous score
And breaths are barred from taking flight

Sequestered sight with a vanishing view
The sandman serves his final...

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Thoughts at the cusp of my breathe
begin and end with the ease of no darkness
but the gaze that only were to seethe
and pull away the warmth that I once harnessed

There was no crimson, or yerning
no...

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Three crosses stood still that faithful day
As the skies sadly wept a guilted grey
On the highest hill they would be seen
By Roman ruled eyes that did demean

The middle cross covered in rustic red
Where the calamitous...

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Sometimes, I look back,
Remember all those times,
When you didn’t always care about me,	
Or appreciate me.
I think about how much I sacrificed,
Just to make you happy,
And how you didn’t give anything.
You didn’t make enough tribute.
I wonder...

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I’m still mad at you,
For breaking up with me,
I’m still upset because you didn’t love me,
You made me feel worthless,
You blamed me for everything,
You made me feel like trash,
And guilted me for our broken relationship.
I...

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It wasn't right, treating us the way you did.
Just because you could,
And I, the only one who stood up to you,
Not that it did me any good.

You guilted me out of hobbies,
How dare I "waste...

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Hibernal Heart

Yes youthful yesterday a kindred King and Queen
Till today a dust full death within a daunting dream
Oh sweet tomorrow awake before the rising sun
For tonight my heart hinders, alas I have no one

My passion...

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When Love explodes with flexuous faces
No stone unturned as it defiantly displaces
Sanctimonious skies fill the abrasive air
As Love rambunctiously roams trying to pair

Sweet little lies become matriarchal mountains
As we throw our Love from fallacious fountains

In...

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