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Black Magic Powder

I slither out from the rock I rest
Not feeling so bright, not the best
My face feels fake, like a painted clown
Nothing phases me, my expression, a frown
One thing I'm sure get me into the shower
So I scoop one-half cup of the black magic powder
Into the pot the black magic goes
The aroma, tantalizing, into my nose
A mystical potion, poured into the cup
About enough, to wake a bull up
I took a drink, from the abyss
Like a shot from an arrow, awoke my senses
The more I drank, the better I felt
Like getting whipped with a fine, leather belt
Revived I was, alive as could be
But for how much longer? We shall see
All was well, until the seventh hour
Twas time for some more, black magic powder
I made it through the day, it was a blast
The best part of it, was the part where I crashed

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Thoughts

There you lay down
Down on your bed
You look at the sky, (Through the) window overhead
Thoughts run through your mind
Thoughts of death, (and) the darkness behind
You can't shut them out as hard as you try
You think to yourself, "What is after I die?"
The thoughts continue, nagging at the core
Continuing, until you can't take it anymore
You think to yourself, this is all but a joke
Nothing but a dream, waiting to be poked
Your mind consists, curious to be told
Before you can grasp it, you're already old.
Soon you'll find out, every truth that you seek
Were merely lies, (and) nothing but deceit
You lay down again, but this the last time
Not a thing can save you, not pennies, not dimes
Not a thing you can do as your body decays
This is the final moment, (the) last of your days
You try to resist, as hard as you try
life is gone, in the blink of an eye

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Rear Ending

Driving in the slow lane...
Out of harms way
How can this story
Turn to decay?

First, he comes an inch to my rear
Thinking my speed will increase, rapidly
I maintain my limit, I follow the rules
So he shifts to the left, to the lane of fools

He drives right on past me
Out his window I did see
He throws up a finger
By this, I am displeased

I tried to let it go, hold I could not
The heat of my rage, grew boiling hot
So I followed the fool into mischief, I did
Hoping to spook him, god forbid

As I got to my turn upfront I did see
A small little car showed him my courtesy
Now I was him, to his rear at an inch
About to crash into his small little winch

I continued to follow, to see where he rest
I was hoping to get out, stomp him like a pest
He turned to the left but, forgot his blinker
By this, I was sure, he just took a tinker

He paved me a path, to my normal route
The the land of the great Walbridge avenue
Over the bumps and through the 'Woods'
The pest had landed, right under my hooves

I went to my mailbox, saw the monsters lair
I looked at his vehicle, gave it a stare
So I took out my mail, then wrote on my paper
"Oh, 'JKMURPHY', we'll have some fun later"

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Dust, Behind

Feeling the anger, rage from within
Just a feeling, passing by slowly
Why do we hang onto anger?
It just blows with the wind
Into the distance unknown
Why not in an instant forget?
Like a shooting star passing
Only to vanish
To not put a crater into the earth
And leave not but a scar in the soft ground
Why let it cling to you?
Break free from the hands
The hands that hold you to revenge
You owe not a thing to anger
It has done nothing but cause pain, sorrow
Just let it go
Leave it in the dust behind you
Buried, under your feet

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Note:
This poem is meant to inspire. Not from my actual point of view but, from my deepest-inner-passive side.

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Blissful

Dreams, oh so fragile
Like a string caught on fire
Only to sever, shrivel, and vanish
Right before your eyes

You think you've seen the light?
All you have seen is stars, glimmering
Until they implode
Turning to more darkness

A pain in my side
Takes pain to give life, takes pain to die
Nothing can pardon pain
Life, is a placebo

Savor the pain
With rewards comes suffering
Enjoy the pain, every ounce
Drop by drop

Silence is blissful

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Alone

In a dark room
This is what you have feared
Your family long gone
Your smile, has smeared
Your spouse you have lost
She died, to cancer
Then out of the shadows,
You found the answer
The closest thing to you
A rope, around your spine
A chair supports your feet
But for how much time?
Not much, indeed
The vision of life
Was not as you planned
Better off this planet
Better, to be damned
So a kick of the chair
Insured a loud *snap*
Eyes, as a pearl
So, empty and white
Looks to be at peace
Now one with the night