Long Warhorse Poems

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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Sunderland N for Nuts 461 Squadron
Sunderland fought alone the Battle Of Biscay in.1943
Big old seaplane Sunderland, fought in the Battle Of Biscay
Had 4 engines, would she float, would German cannon make her pay?
Aussies put in...

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Let us discuss the circus alive in the theater of your conflicts,
the Master of Ceremonies cremates caution
in the center of curiosity's conciet
where birds bleed songs of azure agony,
madness remembers the melody of a midnight march
to...

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We’ve laid down our swords
And hanged up our shields
But the war still rages on in our hearts

We’ve tamed the warhorse
His saddle rests in the stable
But his stride still charges our frontlines

Our trenches buried
A soldier never...

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You seem not to comprehend
That I'm still so young
I speak my heart and mind
And deep inside I always think I'm right
My vision to me is then so clear
I'm full of life and love, I have...

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When I come back I will be a warhorse 
Twenty one hands high
I will ignore my mistress, taking no direction.

I will run toward the valley
Where I will be free with no bridle or saddle
Thundering through,...

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A warhorse weapon is neither weak nor strong when faced with a current charge. For charging is not just applicable to cattle. It is also discovered in islands less dominant. But Buddhists don't eat onions....

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O' my beloved, hailed to his King's side
About his neck, his crucifix
About his breast, exalted pride

His charger armored for conflict
My heart racing at the ethereal sight
Our son, so young, his perfect mimic

Let me hold you,...

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Black horse riding on the night,
Red eyes gleaming, parody of blood moon,
Warhorse, armored with steel, ready for war,
Sky horse, living in the world above,
Dawn of night, his name is called,
Nightmare, come, 
The black horse rides...

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War is just a means tae a’ end
Deaythe’s the price of life.
Famine’s black horse 
fills the gullet of Deaythe’s strife.

War is just a means tae a’ end
Deaythe’s the price of life
Power swings Wars red sword
the...

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