Long Psuedo Poems

Can u take boy me for what I am or do u need to fabricate an ego estrogen entity 
to fit yr fee fakemale forum in twat time present and id/ego absent intensity. Do tell...

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Adoloscent confusion
whirlwhind of innocence
taken aback by the hindsight i have
the life i lived and what i know now

puberty
feelings
not knowing whats normal
not knowing who or what is getting the best of you
who to blame when you...

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All by myself again; alone with my thoughts that are dancing forward and 
backwards in my mind of things and events of the past-mistakes I have made; 
regrets, decisions favorable; unfavorable; joys, sorrows, pains, and...

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Oh, damn,  I get it, nowhowbrownsowcow-----that it's to be accepted on this site you need to be
the FATTED cow. Low of intellect, yet high on countenance, high on payment 
and low on quality! Please...

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Watch me walk through the sadsands of stupored time 
trading youth for aged ashes, suredness for shyness
knowledge for retirement, candor for cowardice, 
diligence for dunceness, eagerness for 
edginess, fairness for flakiness, goodness for gonadness,
healing for...

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Turbulant radient red sky with sheet swirl mashed potato
cloud mush peered lazily through a curious brown
haze of dirty armpit fizz, enlisted somewhere
bewteen a prebeginning solar start dot deposit burst peak
and a futuristic nuclear waste singulsr...

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Panic


At a young age I was given eyes to see something I could not comprehend.
Given ears to hear things unbelievable. Unimaginable.
Things that exist in movies, futuristic hopeless movies. Where the grim white smiling mask is...

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Watch me creep upon your virgin abode
without a husbandry humping request
to take what is mine from no/mo/mojoe months of 
exsocietal solutiservititude of sexlessages unimpressed. 
Finally, the the universaladity of our fauxphysicosexual spirits melding
into a one...

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In a moment there was time a child could grasp corporeal and gracious
It stopped and I carefully gave non notice to educasees
that paused me to bleed blend assinine inaccurate aforementioneds
to preprocure a mule measured primrose...

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The weather plots his journey
Town to town in dead of night
Fields dead and on a gurney
He comes in to make it right

A rainmaker, people call him
A psuedo-scammer others say
He sells himself as godlike
He comes quick...

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So many loves throughout my life I’ve had.
In days of youth, I spent a lot of time
with lovely books; they made me feel so glad.
Back then I didn’t even write a rhyme!

With food I’ve also...

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when certain voices speak
something inside me pricks up unseen ears
inviting the best of schizophrenia: mind, ego, body, the Deep

we are a lot of trouble - our degrees, you, and me
and the scientific way with the...

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"INTRODUCTION" -
Now after Nobel Prizes for Insulin ... now Gangrene
We owe it to our grandchildren, to reverse
The "ILL PILL" industry and psuedo-education:
Diabetes is "metabolism of the liver" issue
Not a sugar or insulin or diabetes problem...

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Trust all words, used to matter, no the now, just empty speech.
Blanketed and passable fake to help you sleep at night.
Needlessly feel the sting of lies to face
Unsuspected rug wrenched away from security.
It's all twisted,...

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Tiny marimba pinwheels rotate, 
Under flippant bass. 
A poodle barks... 

A barrage of dissonant sounds, 
Melodies played backwards... 
Then the music stops. 

A ambivalent sneer, 
As sounds rush around 
Taking cover from 
a blitzkreig of...

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