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The Chosen One

My odds feel slim as a stick figure but my desire thicker than Monique and three golden 
corrals, the competition is higher up than Yao on Shaq's shoulders but who can write 
with deeper meaning like a bottomless pit that's really my mind's great divide like Blue 
Bell with only 2 flavors and a gold rim, fresh imagination making it easy for me to word 
the painting I'm putting on the back of your intellect so beautiful it'll have you lustful for 
intercourse with the text itself, excuse me as I breeze past the assumptions of 
becoming arrogant and self centered speaking with a spotlight and nothing less to 
sway the masses but my own pure skills, move aside please I have mountains of 
oppression and depression to move from the slums in my mind named last resort 
towards the demolition yards called triumph and victory, follow me as I guide loved 
ones and good souls back across the sea filled with their tears shed over periods of 
pain and turmoil, before we begin this journey take a last glance back waving goodbye 
to others who wish to join us but can't make the change from frozen still to 100 miles 
and running to catch up with our current standing. -poetic

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Plead the Fifth

As he stood to his feet silently awaiting a response from the judge followed by a thump 
from the almighty gavel held by an individual with so many years of trials and double 
the experience holding the fate of so many lives any second thoughts, or too many 
thoughts, would only stretch his heart thin and make his judgement less reliable. Now 
here stands a truly innocent soul thrust down into a dark situation where there is no 
one but himself to blame says the pubic eye in full bias conversation with the federal 
and local law that places so many additional accusations on his person he cant see 
himself in the mirror without anger on his face while tears sprint off at the gun down his 
cheeks, only after being so mislead and a astray that the lies and stereotypes being 
placed over his head melted into his mind that there was truth behind it all. As the 
gavel began to lift time almost suddenly froze, the judge's eyes shut to show him the 
horrors and pain continually carried on this man's back of that crimes slight mishap that 
was meant for his life but ultimately took another's. Revived with the actual truth and 
vision of the offense he decided to let the man free to live his life, and anxiously waited 
for his own career to take the plunder into a point of no return. -poetic

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So Wrong

So chaotic how we do things… yet it only makes since between us, others think the 
worst while we make the best of every encounter available that no arrangement is 
made but still expected daily due to our profession, I can't remember times of leisure 
without her sweet touch and soft voice calming my intense mental state, agony and 
pain spent alone and no other way imagined couldn't think of putting her through the 
disturbing ideas of me taking excessive measures of physical torture out on her, freeze 
time time I wish it is easier done then said in dreams and they only last as long my 
body can slumber, leaving more marks on my back then marks left in her mind of what 
we've been doing for the past couple hours so intriguing and satisfying she's in the 
most belief that her current physical status is such a lie the only truth is contact 
endured by her lips and mine, I wonder how they see the love but tune in to the turmoil 
exclusively. -poetic

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Unexpected

She never thought this would happen until a pure silver band topped off with a 
beautiful diamond worth more then most earthly possessions because its so many 
emotions, care, pain, and love stuffed into a costly piece of jewelry custom made and 
fitted to be placed on her finger by the man who made the commitment to stay wit her 
forever spiritually, physically, and in mind. Sadly this was a hour long experience wasted 
with such a sour taste of liquor and a small pill that changed mostly her sight of mind to 
make the body feel nothing but the awesome tingle between her legs and giving her 
the addicting fiend to claw, nail, and scrape at his back till they passed out, awaking in 
the morning with an annoying ringing to their skull and pound to their mind as she 
couldn't quit shivering with the disturbing feeling of losing something she once 
treasured now gone forever. -poetic

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Wrong Love

Beauty no less pure than a drop of water from the cleanest falls, body with not too 
many assests to worry about but enough to enjoy as well as protect, eyes to stare at 
my face and still read emotions displayed across the back of my mind, the only one who 
doesn't need to know the darker details of my mind but still understands to find out. 
Care and concern from the bottom of her heart and worry at the blink of an eye when 
situations seem suddenly dim though they were previously shining like a diamond in 
front of the sun's beams. These words written are only a few reasons why she holds my heart and why I'll protect and serve her's till the day she sees me no longer fit for the responsibility. -poetic

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She's Still Here

Crisp and deep within the night all the stars gather together to send the universal 
signal that some need to be sleep and others can start to enjoy their evenings, I 
remember these type of nights never to be alone without her presence, her smile, 
beauty, and all love as we slowly let things happen and overcome our dull time 
together and turn it into a nightly adventure I wouldn't rather embark on with anyone 
else than her, she knows my every desire but can never contain my process of 
accomplishing their ecstasy as well I know her every expectation of performance and 
still can't formulate the exact measures of pleasure to satisfy her need yet I abundantly 
supply her every command, until her needs are no longer met by my standards and she 
has no choice but to exile me from between the sheets of her throne, though her 
presence is absent from my eyes her essence still lingers wrapped around my torso 
kissing me softly on the neck and whispering goodnight handsome. -poetic

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Beautifully Blind Childhood

So sweet the memories of adolescent thoughts about becoming another icon across the 
world to enlighten, entertain, inspire, and touch the hearts of so many with simply 
putting words together in a complex sequence and somehow they can't help but feel 
exactly as I did at that moment in time reading page after page, watching the words 
and actions unfold before their eyes, gradually grasping the emotions through all 
senses, time goes on to smack me brutally in the face with actuality that this world I live 
in is too far gone with the ignorance and stupidity of every other fad out the back door 
till its too long worn out then long forgot only to glanced at as either a mistake or 
another memory of yesterday's lifetime, never eager to quit and timidly fiending for the 
next step to a future of sweet accomplishment. -poetic

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Sweet Love

Come in baby and drop all your loads of stress, anger, and all other heavy thoughts of 
the work you've did today and relax your mind as your hair held so high finally falls to 
your shoulders like black silk cloth hanging from the ceiling. Sit back and take off your 
heels that been wrapped around your feet as if the most fashionable chains and spikes 
were so cracked and used they crumble as you kick back in the chair and melt in 
between cushions. Shhhh..... I care only so much for the day's problems until I can't 
help but silence your lips with the soft embrace of mine coming in contact repeatedly, 
giving you no other options but to let your hands find their way from your sides to my 
back squeezing and clinching as if the very display of my affection is slowly yet sweetly 
taking your breath. Intrigued but not completely satisfied, you lead me to the bedroom 
where you reign under the sheets and your every wish is my command. -poetic

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Eyes Open

She changes her hair hoping he would notice and give her a compliment, but he 
doesn't. He exercises constantly wishes they would recognize how big his muscles are, 
but they don't. They try so hard to say the right words and do the wrong things praying 
they be accepted by the crowd of people who always deny them, but they still get 
rejected. But He sees her ambition for love, He sees his dedication for his goals, and He 
sees the will of loyalty they'll amount to. He reaches out to all of them and open His 
arms to them, giving them the knowledge to see what they really desire is actually 
what they despise. Everything they strived for He promised them already, and they can 
alwyas run to Him for anything. -poetic

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How It's Written

My mind is empty but I can't stop the pen from bleeding continuously as I write the 
actions I'm doing until my mind fills with something of interest only to spill out on paper 
as if I were talking to the reader letting them see every motion, opening their mind to 
display all 5 senses as I describe them, feeling each word almost to where it can reach 
out the paper and touch you with the knowledge of all sounds, sights, movements, and 
hopefully taking the brush of your imagination and literally painting the picture for you, 
hopefully showing you the very aspect of another situation in someone else's life that 
might be either unknown to you completely or in resemblance to a experience of your 
own, and as the story ends I leave you with the choice to wonder why I felt the need to 
tell you that at all or investigate what you read as more than text entertainment. -
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