Paranoias Poems - Poems about Paranoias

...It is. It isn't. Is it him today? It might be Putin, or it might be not How many Putins are there anyway? That's not his chin. It is. It's hard to say The space between his eyes is not a lot I......

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...Please don’t like my stuff or any off my posts If the power’s get to know ‘ my words will be toast,. Don’t follow my blog or the sites I may be on , ‘for if you do it will soon be gone . I......

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...Suprise surprise ....empathise with a sadist Draggin emotion through joy consumed rages So while fear&envy enjoy there true places Contempt coils around paranoias two faces True shame is ......

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...I'm nobody Just a guy with a job But I take it seriously ... very Security clearance, eye scans, palm prints, the whole nine The big shots? The head honchos and shoulder stars? They d......

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...It doesn't matter what you say because I'm going insane I've put a bullet in my brain, what's the name of the game that I have play to be free? It really doesn't matter what anybody says to me, ......

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...Ours was daily mysterious, sometimes near mystical, rapture; a sensual yet platonic dorm-mate love affair, within the only male grad student corridor at SFSU. He was the presumably straight......

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...Imagine with me a bicameral NatureGod named PositiveYang dipolar twinned with SpiritGaia named NotNot Yang, or WinWin, for reverse dualdark YinSquared shortness of ecologically balancing Time. ......

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...Pronoia's Paradise of CoEmpathic Trust is what happens in and on and as a holonic soul of Earth when we expect, anticipate, the absence of Business As Usual (BAU) Win/Lose 0-sum Paranoia. ......

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...My own head screaming at me every thought another fight strangling my heart he hid behind my tears every possible negative thought battling myself to do what is right always felt like i never g......

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...enemies among friends violence never ends find a familar enemy far away to blame together for the reasons we have become destitute this way whole societies blamed for the actions of one parano......

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...what happened to me why is my head in my hands for hours on the floor im not crying tears of boredom the song rolls the song rolls couldnt see this happening to me but here we go again whats......

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...years of writing and learning working guts spilled heart ripped out torn to holes stabbing myself open and spreading myself thin learning this about that thing this thing about that stuff ......

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