Long Pandoras Poems

Hidden beauty resides not in the grace like charms
Of coy smiles 
Painted across a gentle Madonnas face.
Nor is she vested within the chastened vows
Of saintly knights; encased Great-Helm:
Thus maketh the pale maidens meek pulse
To so...

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I met a girl once; more like noticed her I have to admit.
A girl with red hair, freckles and an upturned nose.
The girl with red hair, freckles and an upturned nose.
Oh; I noticed her.

Music can...

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"Aurora Spills"


Aurora spills like a waterfall
light from the eyes 
saltwater tears
crocodilian
scaled in the weight of worth
a drop in the ocean of fate
breaks the seaweed fields of stories 
they wave her in 
rippling time away
fingertips dance...

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               In the runic depths of...

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we sing and dance and write
cornered this way
mercy of lies
mercy for the liars
believe me when i say it
i sing and dance to break a leg
break my own ankle on center stage to take this away
an...

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You pried your way deep into their pain and into their pockets
With wickedness and words you popped the lock and opened up Pandoras box
Fueled by the gasoline of greed now you know you just can't...

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In my far away Elysium
I walked the fields of fire
In the company of heroes
singing songs of dark desire,
The shining green of laurel
in a halo round my head
A sense of immortality
in dancing with the dead.


I bowed...

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changing the rules
changing realities
listing the rules
color coded names and numbers
take me away replace the whole charade
never mention it
and cash it all in for a trade
worry free

list of names
forwarned with a package
three days before the curse
maybe...

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PANDORAS BOX

To have the power of the gods doesn’t mean you should play God
Some things are better left the way they are; don’t wake the sleeping dog
He wanted a body evidence and dug into a...

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Presents of beauty, music, and persuasion, given to her and more.
A woman most earnestly desired, the first completely created by lore.
Now call her name of Pandora, which means “All gifted” forever.
Desired by Prometheus, but given...

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i dont hate the world i just wish i wasnt in it
im so far apart from it and not like the earth 
or the inhabitants in it
im cold and soulless dark and gloomy
flowers bloom every...

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I got myself into a bit of a pickle, 
but there was parts of me that felt tickled, 
I fell down a hole like Alice did, 
and saw Cheshire cat along the way. 

As I...

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Do you always get burned
When you play with fire?
Must you always 
Extinguish your desire?

Not to open Pandora’s box
Yet gave the key for me unlock.

You cleaver fox
This box unlock.

For in its contents 
I did find
Such confusion...

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You slowly open the door
...."These doors"....
And what is behind them
Quickly leaps out
Trying to take hold
An invitation
Toward the unknown....
The battle begins
Begins, for it's control!
Pandoras box
The forbidden fruit
When will you learn?
When will you know?
How many times
Must you...

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PANDORA’S BOX

A dull tarnished box was found out amongst the rubbish.
No one knew how it had got there; it could have been lost or stolen,
but an old tramp came across it.
On a cold night he...

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It seems I can't forgive myself
For chasing Alices' rabbit
I slipped and fell in the wishing well
And started a life long habit

I want everything-I want you
I'll open the package to see what's inside
I want that beautiful...

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THEY say walk the line, try doing it in my burning feet. I've battled demon's that are out of your biblical reach, so if you can't handle hells heat quit sit down and listen to...

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Wodon gave them song and verse
Promethius gave them fire
Dionysius gave them wine and games
Orpheus played the lyre
Atlas held the world aloft
Fenrir consumed it whole
Ceres gave them seeds and crops
Ran the waves that roll
Pandoras box kept...

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Breaking through day,
the last night,
where the mirror
on glass lips posed 
for a new moon, 
that only masked
its face in ebony
brims of space

trapping in my ache,
with cedar pandoras 
making the bleakest
of songs; a
viridescent heart—
under sylvan skin;
back...

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Pictures ruined me.
Searching for stuff 
that weren't supposed to be found.
The things I could do.
I'm ghosting, because my ID keeps changing.
I opened the pandoras box
and I've let all hell break lose.
The things I could do.
Like...

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