Philosophy Repetition Poems

Dwell in the river and the monster will eat you
While the flakes of snow float over,
Forsake the pleasure and erase the relic
As your internal mayhem...

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Oh, my beloved toaster,
How you start my day with delight.
Your warm embrace, a comforting boast,
A breakfast staple in every right.

With your sleek design and metallic...

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There are some who say that marriage is old-school and out of style…
Yet single-parent families still devastate the child.

Some claim that the old writers are...

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When death, like silence 
Creeps into or sleepy lives

We feel the moorings untie 
The threads that tangle our lives

We feel the currents of emotion upend...

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Pushing past fear
Pushing past obligatory oblivion
Pushing past this pain's sphere

Trying to feel things never felt before 
Never know or seen in darkness desires 
Trying to...

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whims may become a blessing or a curse
pushing one toward certain ruin or worse
drinking from the deep well of evasion
well versed in dark practices of...

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--Ashtray's Mistakes--


Prehistoric defibrillating battlegrounds. The memorial, obviously unpleasant.

Entrapped in the know how, detrimental reimbursement.

Sundried; like the corpse of a moon bridge, fading away.

Tinfoil hats do...

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He cried and cried when he had found the Three Penny Opera
was performed to insult his grandfather. "they smiled and treated me kind, all the...

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Come on!!!

Every sacrifice has a price
Every sacrifice comes with a prize
You lose to win
You win to lose

Hey Sky!!!
You clamour for the stars ,
Yet hold on...

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Beyond this door
lies the regions of anything 
Everything 
and nothing at all 
what is hidden
until it’s time to see what is coming 
and that is...

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We dream of rain
In the setting sun 
in the season of one.
A wildest west and a withered crest, 
the coat of arms. 
A falcon and...

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Are lost
Objects are found
They lie in dirty boxes
In everyone's town.
Each one is unique...
Not one is the same...
They all have there own colour.
Some rusty
Some filthy
Most are...

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Trails of time 
I note the trails sublime
I see them dance around 
my fingers like starlight
arcing in the night 
I intertwine the firelights
dancing around my...

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dark stares
from forgotten faces
walking paths in a city, vast
of iron and glass 
under a burning sky a light
the forgotten legions of man 
ragged and cold...

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dare grapple the manifest,
night approaches on padded paws,
plight transcends simple sentience,
fight fear with closed eyes,
	bare verdant vision,
		a gaze never unkind,
     ...

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