Lyric Murder Poems

When I was a younger man, the ladies fancied me.
I’d beguile them with my smile and winsome flattery. 
“Tell me do you love me true?...

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I've given it thought 

I've tried reading your heart 

It never worked 

cause you made me wanna kill my art.



What am I doing?

Maybe I should...

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Her dreams are scissored 
Her hopes are shattered 
She groans to a deaf world 
Her ears are swamped with words 
She's stuck with the ...

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I hope you're aware what you're doin' --
Got a bad feeling you're not
We may be headin' into ruin --
Maybe lookin' at the Doomsday clock

When that...

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You’re my new addiction.
Tunnel vision got me spinning wild. 
I don’t wear prescription,
But with you my thoughts are blurry, violent.
Textbook fashion.
Race through my mind.
Past the...

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I climb in Suzanne,
She ain't no hippy van,
She's rusty and forgotten
Her soul is slightly rotten
But I believe she's grand.

I turn the key and roar her...

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The Minnesota sky

He's lying on the ground...
no mercy to be found...
He begs and pleads and says
that he can't breathe

The world keeps looking on...
human dignity is...

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Most police officers 
are genuinely good, decent people. 
I know that. Deep down, we all know that.
Unfortunately, though, the bad apples 
among them have tainted
their...

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[Paraphrase-translation of the song from Lady Snowblood.]

Bright dusk buried in snow
Only the sound of a baying hound
And my wooden geta break the silence
I stride with...

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Peace on Earth, Oh, We Will Not Comply
Days of Mirth, No, We Will Not Comply
Raise Our Rifles, Help the People Die
Laws Are Trifles, We Will...

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I remember, oh I remember when...
          Comedian Chris Rock once cracked wise 
   ...

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Intolerance, Our Downfall
Written: by Miracle man
8-10-2019

Hatred has its finger,
On each trigger pull.
Intolerance abounds,
And man’s heart seems full.
It’s true guns kill,
But the heart is the cause.
This...

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When you look in Tesslynn’s eyes there’s a story to be told 
of a little child who’ll never have the chance to grow old. 
Tesslynn’s...

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in the back of the room he leans on his side
hand in his pocket like theres nothing to hide
but a pocket knife and a clever...

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One with a gun
17/07/2018

Evil lurks inside my derelict mind,
Garnering pleasure from insane acts
Hard at the thought of being unkind,
Lacking empathy, soulless and black.

Friendless as a...

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