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C herish Y our T ime, A dolescence Y earned.
H ope O ur E nergy, D isillusions E arned.
I nnocence U pheld, E very U nification A djourned.
L ustful T houghts, N o L ove R eturned.
D evoted H earts S trengthen, T earfully S purned .
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As he blinks a watery mass tries to escape,
it's no longer a pool as it starts to take shape.
A single tear, it begins to roll down his face,
so elegant, she moves with such beauty and grace.
Dancing down his cheek, clinging tight to his skin,
excited and giddy as she gets to his chin.
Falling through the air the tear is in awe,
so joyfull and free till she noticed the floor.
"But he's happy!" she thinks "I shouldn't be here!"
and with a silent splash she then disappears.
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Lust,
painful thirst,
unable to breath,
trapped in my cage,
rage.
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Raindrops,
downpours resistance,
rejuvenates my existence,
life is born again,
rain.
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Shhhh, what's that noise? switch on a light.
I heard him, a bang, it went bump in the night.
Peer in the cupboard, out the window, over there,
look under that dusty old bed if you dare.
Quick, back under the covers, there's no need for alarm,
lets switch on our torches, they'll keep us from harm.
We did it, we're safe, there's was nothing to fear,
but who is that shadowy man drawing near?
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Nervously he waits, the curtains rise,
to see eager faces with piercing eyes
He tells them a joke, it's a wonderful tale,
anecdotes so funny, theres no way he could fail.
They love him, they applaud him, he's the king of his craft,
with fifty years experience, it's no wonder they laughed.
His calling fulfilled, the man went down a storm,
as the curtain falls, his face starts to deform,
he's remembering his true love, the wife who has passed,
its was almost twenty years ago, it just went by so fast.
He enters his empty home, thinking all the while,
can't somebody out there make the comedian smile?
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P oet, I'm afraid your words are too small.
O range is a word that won't rhyme at all.
E nd with a full stop, and a coma there.
T he verse you put down is practically bare.
R emember to spell check, find all your mistakes.
Y et this is not all writing poetry takes.
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Although we've never met I put aside all those fears
we've been chatting like this now for so many years.
Myspace, facebook and messenger chat,
I know all about you there's no question of that.
My friends may laugh but I need not their advice,
you're funny and sweet, and your picture's quite nice.
I love you Sarah and I think we should marry,
hang on! what do you mean you're real name is Barry?
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It's four in the evening, I'm lying in bed,
yesterdays drinking has rendered me dead
Crawl out my coffin, better slap on some gel
demonic follicles risen from hell.
Use the toilet, hold on tight,
really regretting that curry last night.
Clipping the claws that protrude from my feet,
they contain calcium and not bad to eat.
Put on my briefs, but something feels wrong,
I don't recall ever owning a thong.
Theres a knock at the door, I'm going out with the men,
and tomorrow I'll do it all over again.
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Standing still, she smells so sweet,
tongues tickle tonsils, this trying treat.
Fevers flourish, fantasies flew,
better.....breath.......because.......becoming............blue.
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