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Cantebury Jones Poem
you were never in love
with me except for that feeling
that burst through your cock and crowed for
me at dawns break and alarmed all but
a saint and allowed room for fashion
at a reasonable rate
coupled with all of your expression and crippling indecision
the catacombs of your whys fevering the attempts
to boiling points and highs cooling them with
distance and neglected penmanship
weak correspondence as decayed as starvation
amidst the famine
burning deep inside my loins
growth further inside my womb
desire deeper than my mind
and all tormented by your words or lack there of
your worthy less than soul to speak any kinder
than capable of sewn
to my death I take with thee the promise
of a note left untold.
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Cantebury Jones Poem
The dampness exemplifies the credence unspoken and unnamed
whilst dripping and sweating unmasked the pain
And all the while her body lay there weeping
his watchful eye and her pussy cat lay there sleeping
Deep, deep in the depths of his mind
throttled the shaft and rode her unkind
Not in an attempt for love but for feeling
he touched her but not comforting nor sincerely
As aroused as she was her time was really near
to lay there so poised yet in motionless fear
Perhaps twisting inside in a round-about way
a jab or a kiss from his puppetry play
Taking each life's urgent will brought
endless counting of battle from thought
A time when his better spent effrontery
would have yielded him to her more gallantly
Betwixt the calling of the sorrows fixed
the moment elapsed and the caution then nixed
To heed the call taken upon lustful desire
but a treat she begrudged yet so eager to conspire
Not a dead end but a rolling hill forward
something to ponder, like that which she adored
Leaving with a taste of a good love's high
dreaming of the day when reality passes you by
Time well spent
a love not meant
Time well lived
a story about a kid
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Cantebury Jones Poem
the rain falls hard and the puddles rise deep
your interest in me is faltering steep
I try to make the difference by splitting it in two
but my heart hasn't the strength mentally due
the energy sails quickly down the floodways
your pace keeps steady throughout the days
twilight brings the notions so freely back
and now you fit in so well without your tact
the sounds are clouding the crimson air
our kinship dwindles to not even there
I reach for answers to fill in the thoughts
till the day that my contentment is finally sought
adriatic fortunes told so frugal and bold
our manic sessions were initially told
twilight keeps time of what fashion spent
in good spirit of an ephemeral felt gent
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Cantebury Jones Poem
I wait for you
I've waited for you so long
What If you should choose another
What is not to stop you from such a course
Deep deep down in my heart
In my own way I feel love
Always feeling never fleeting
But my rationale is my remorse
I trick death as I trip on my discord
I wonder if I truly am adored
Take to the sea on a plane
Go forth now I can't stand the pain
Sail sail away
Anchor my dismay
Find the words to say
Aleviate or concrete my disarray
Test life
Give faith
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A sympathetic guilt stricken with grief filled tears
trapped behind eyes controlled by a mind
greater than the earths atmosphere
taken by surprise
given warnings full speed ahead
trouble forgets the golden days
and the turn of events
albeit splendid of a complete haze
a massive fortune living in space
take me now
leave the hopelessness so well
prescribe in unadulterated fashion
cast your mast and leave a magic hell
forge your honesty on a dollar bill
taking every last morsel
besiege the given moments well passed
for days now my ulcer blisters to health
the sickness lingers over me
coupled with timing and the median wealth
not of any maker more of paper trade
I cannot help what I am
maybe only who I become
taketh the wealth
gone again
below time
where nothing stays the same
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Riddling my soul
eating me alive
tearing us apart
breaking my world in two
Because a love so true
Has got me weak at the knees
And dumb at the heart
And this distance is tearing us apart
But I still love you
I've got to keep on trying
Together we must find away
Because until the day you slip away
I ll have loneliness in my heart
Time cannot stop us the change will do us good
But this bridge is burning and the wall is standing strong
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