Long Pinning Poems

September   2017
Warm sunny Saturday early 
Afternoon
Damian was indulged in stock
Market purchasing. He was 16
He believed he needed to spread
His wings. Damian made big
Purchase that would net boastful 
Future funds. He bought 2 shares
Of...

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This October  5th of 2046
Desharah has finally achieved her
Aspiration her enchanting 
Graduation from 16 years old to
17. She thought she'd have more
Freedom make grown-up choices.
She'd have a voice in. "Desharah 
Smiled to her self...

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The boss aka Bruce Springsteen and the E Street band

Bruce Frederick Joseph Springsteen 
born at Monmouth Medical Center 
in Long Branch, New Jersey, 
on September 23, 1949. 

His nationalities include hodgepodge 
of Dutch, Irish, and...

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Once upon a time there was a brave man
he loved the princess and she returned his love
the king saw a chance to test the young man
he set him three tasks to complete to win her...

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“Die Another Day”


“Your mission, should you so deem it,
Is to infiltrate ALL Fluff Clusters in K.A.O.S. Headquarters
And bloody well steam it!”


“The Place is a hazardous mess of a trap
Over run with Double Agents, ulterior motives
Amorous...

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To a Public Prosecutor or a Judge of Mud*, Translation of Paul Verlaine’s : A un magistrat de boue*

                ...

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Do you know what it feels like to be a paperweight
like you're sitting on someone's chest
They can't move nor do you want to
pinning their arms above their head
screaming in their face to look at you...

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"Samsara in the 5th"



The phenomenal world
is illusory, it calls for 
nothing of substance
romance is laid out
legs and hearts spread
open like a catalogue 
touched through the 
remittance of words
clicking like 
manolo blahniks
across a warm keyboard
cool slender...

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SWTOR replicated regarding Warcraft?

Superstar Battles followers have got plenty of assure following your newest creation from your BioWare MMOG, SWTOR. Nonetheless, in the event you give to be able to Cowen & Business expert Doug...

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(tongue in cheek
by this moldering geek.)

Thy marriage doth incurably ail,
even strangers would vouchsafe
     (with nary any cavil),
     and perhaps even avail
herself (sight unseen),
    ...

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It's Hard for me to say, but even harder to realize,
That everything I see is laced in pretty lies,
It's hard for me to be, as confused as I am about it.
I try to turn blind...

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I ham aghast at increasing unpopularity
witnessed by Donald trump
hence aye aerate thoughts,
how ass nine his banal, demoniacal, fanatical, and hurtful
culling frightening insight,
where portentous Portuguese Man 'o War debacle
doth crowdsource, flickr, and indeed long foster 
plenti...

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"Hey Ray," shouted Jason, "After all of this time do  you still believe that the return
of Jesus Christ  is still very imminent?" 

"Hey Jason," replied Ray, "You used to believe that too, what...

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I was fed a brain scorpion tonight.
Small sting...  but a cute glimmer of the things to come.
Hypodermic needle pinning point blank on my frontal lobes-  
and other places deep and hidden between the...

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My mind wonders back to when I was younger. Seven I think. My mom had run out of beer.
This was a time when she was getting worse at hiding from me and dad was at...

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I was fed a brain scorpion tonight.
Small sting...  but a cute glimmer of the things to come.
Hypodermic needle pinning point blank on my frontal lobes-  
and other places deep and hidden between the...

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To my future lover, 

Why me? I feel that I don't deserve you, that there are way more attractive, smart, and funny individuals out there--fit to match the mold of your heart. I can't even...

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" Summa Lamma" Countrey Dellia  won a 
sixman " one woan brawl"
to hand the right to date
the infamous " Miss Wombahaz" Tense Tussy
he made Brinney Bassier submit using
a Castmen Crawl  ( elbow clasp)

World...

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I struggle to recall at a ragged bus stop
Writing memories down on a brown paper bag.
The discarded pen I picked off of the weed grass serves
As a key to my past, the paper bag the...

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I stand alone
on the precipice of life,
watching the Herd.
It is me 
   the judge
       and executioner,
the one who chokes out the weeds,
the reaper of the weak,
 ...

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Lost in this abyss of shadows, I walk aimlessly through the darkened path. 
My cry echoes into the vast emptiness, only to return to my lonesome ears. 
Belong here? I do not; I am just...

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I had a doll that could close its eyes, “Don’t show it to others.” was a friend’s advice.
Covering notebooks was an important mission; it had to be done before submission.
     Extremely...

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(okay, yukon axe me whatsapp pinning, 
     though beep pre spired, cuz mess sigh key
     threads experience didst rub burr raw 
     as...

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Sly smile greets me as eyes feast upon my skin
Undress he silently pleads
Unwanted hands touch thy naked leg
An innocent mind is slowly being tainted
Fornication is written all over his unholy mind
A cringe brings forth a...

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He was a rugged looking fellow, black hair cropped a little shorter than most under his 
dirty skull cap. His hair graying a little at the sideburns of his beard, betraying his unknown 
age. ...

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