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Perfect Criminal, Closest Friend in Free Verse
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Bi World Bi World

Here on my world
stuck to my sacred body
alone on my profane room

I remember the creation of the world
and how it all began

as Eve

I release myself of false suffering
gaining awareness of the use of my body
and give wings to my sexual imagination

In the silence of my thoughts
delicious carnal thoughts

Delicious thoughts of a creative mind
that never ceases!

I choose the human specimen
more pleasing to my eyes
more pleasing to my desires...

Which it gives more feed to my starving mouth.
Which it gives more sense to my erotic life.

Male or female...does matter...

I'm human too and free of definitions or titles

SkinBi World in Free Verse
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Tears in Free Verse
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I Done.I Regret. in Concrete Poetry
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Miracles I know what it's like to want to die
to lay down and want to say goodbye
I know what it's like to feel nothing but pain
to look at my wrist and aim for the vein

I know what it's like to be miserable at best
to sleep for days because I'm so damn depressed
I know what it's like to quiver in fear
to see a world that is ugly and unclear

I never thought I could be content
to see myself and to reinvent
I never thought I could see beyond
to feel again and to respond

I never thought I could forgive my past
to live as if it could be surpassed
I never thought I could even survive
to take this deadened life and revive

I'm the person thatMiracles in Traditional Fixed Forms
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Beautiful Monsters we are tangled, unwashed hair
that splays like tentacles across our bed,

long, dark hair and eyelashes like curtains,
long, beautiful hair and two eyes on two bodies
that only watch each other in low lights
in shady bars, because our friends

can't see us like this.

we are hand-holding under tables,
stumbling through alleyways

into apartments, with doors flung open and shut
like our
disbelieving eyes
when our clothes come off and souls entwine.
and when our screams subside, we are

two bodies, one soul.

we are liars when we sit alone on park benches
and watch sunsets from separate ends.
they ask us "do you know each other?" aBeautiful Monsters in Free Verse
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Bozner Bergsteigermarsch english translation in Songs & Lyrics
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Scary and I Know It When I walk on by

They all start to scream and cry

I walk down the street, gassing everyone I meet, yeah

This is how I roll, tight black pants, buckles outa control

It's Scarecrow with the toxin, yo

And like Ed Poe I got a crow

　

Ah…Girl look at that burlap

Ah…Girl look at that burlap

Ah…Girl look at that burlap

Ah…I freak out

　

Ah…Girl look at that burlap

Ah…Girl look at that burlap

Ah…Girl look at that burlap

Ah…I freak out

　

When I walk in Gotham, yeah, this is what I see, ok

Everybody flail and they screamin' for me

I got toxin in my pants and I ain't afraid tScary and I Know It in Songs & Lyrics
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No Reminders No Reminders

No.
I will give you no reminder
Of the things you've said and done.
You can ask of me this favor
Until we're burnt up by the sun—
But never will I tell you
And yet never will I shun
You are the man I pledged to love
and the hard times have begun.

No.
I will share no blighted thing
That you have said to me;
I will not give you souvenirs
Of your cruelty.
These are my pains
-my copious chains—
And will forever be—
But I will not taint what once was pure
With violent memories.

No.
I will not leave
A note next to your bed.
I will leave no acrid journals
Containing what you've said.
I will noNo Reminders in Traditional Fixed Forms
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What Are Dreams? twirling, winding
colors of images – moving continuously
a spindle of string, unraveling
wandering aimlesslyWhat Are Dreams? in Free Verse
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I Can't Help It I get my hopes up,
I hope and I dream,
My heart flutters,
And My smile beams,
I look at you,
And everything gleams.

A chance for change,
A place to restart,
Maybe on day,
I'll give you my heart.

I feel so much better,
Than I did before,
I've picked myself up,
Off of the floor.

You are so sweet,
And your eyes shine,
I can't help,
To want to make you mine!I Can't Help It in Free Verse
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I love you I have no more words so I hope that these will do:
I really do truly love you.I love you in Urban & Spoken Word
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Glide Love me
gracefully
as the seabirds
use the wind...
do not rush,
my love.
Glide and savor.
The wind
is ours.Glide in Free Verse
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unhealthy relationships in Free Verse
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Girl by the Seaside I once met a girl by the seaside,
out on that jutting coastline across this road.
She was beautiful... Is beautiful.
Her eyes were a deep lake of azure,
our deep lake of azure.
The days passed as dreams and in my dreams I saw her still,
and when I wasn't dreaming she was my dream in motion.
The moon and lake shone bright and full those nights.

I once loved a girl by the seaside,
where the sun catches the ocean at just the right angle.
She was perfect... Is perfect.
But love's nature of inconsistency exists no matter what,
and the lake began to dry up in her eyes...
It hurt to watch, helplessly throwing water in from my tears.
BuGirl by the Seaside in Free Verse
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Pillmatic The automatic response
to a capsule.
Any capsule.
I'm Pillmatic.
Xanax, Valium, Vicodin,
You name it,
I've taken it.
I'm Pillmatic.
Give me another.

Throw a Xannie
with a shot
and you'll see stars.
But a Vic with some Vick's
and you'll become one.
I'm Pillmatic.
Head in the toilet.
But it was worth it.
(was it?)
Still at it.
Pillmatic.

It started innocent,
just double doses
to ease the pain.
From there
it was self medication.
A couple Xanax and Cymbalta
and I'm flying.
A happy kick.
Top it off with some coffee
to kick the hangover
and you've got yourself a Wednesday.

And then I made my way
to the Valium chronicPillmatic in Free Verse
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last night There's nothing I hate more
Than going to bed alone
Shutting off the lights
Laying by my phone

Hoping that it rings
Disturb my troubled sleep
Nightmares plagueing vision
The tears start to creep

and they fall, they fall
all down rosy cheeks
one by one by one
heaven for the weak

a damp pillow 's cold
but it's an easy fix
for noisy, choking sobs
when noise you need to nix

this is for the silent
those weeping in the dark
because the ones that you can't touch
are closest to the heartlast night in Traditional Fixed Forms
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So Long, So Long Fighting, fighting every day
And it just hurts so much
In every single way
With every single touch

I promised I would try
But I didn't know how hard it'd be
Not to die
And now I see why you told me

That you would always be here
In my heart and in my mind
And at the time, my dear
I had no idea that I'd find

You in a hospital bed
Your heart line flat
And now you're dead
I'll never forgive myself for that

I took you for granted
You never know what you love until it's gone
And this is it
We're at your funeral, so long, so longSo Long, So Long in Free Verse
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This song remains unnamed The darkness has invaded my heart
Torturing me here
Thinking these thoughts
Who do I tell
In my immortal hell
I wish I could leave
The only thing
Keeping me here is you
I want to go
That's what you must know
If you intend to keep me here
Another day passes me by
The same torture, the same pain
I long to be free, of that hurt
I wish it hadn't come to this
The only thing
Keeping me here is you
I want to go
That's what you must know
If you intend to keep me here
Thanks to you I've mended my wounds
Lost all my pain, thanks to you
Now it's time
For you to do the sameThis song remains unnamed in Free Verse
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The Hunger Games in Concrete Poetry
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Innerlines in Traditional Fixed Forms
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Broken Promise 'We promise, things will be different, it's going to change for the better.'
Such meaningful words,
Said with such passion.
Such empty, meaningless words.

There is no hurt anymore.
It's what I've come to expect.
If I let myself hope every time,
Then there is no hope of escape.

I'll give you your due,
This time it really seemed
Like you were making an effort,
But now I see it was just pretend.

I used to feel shout in anger,
I used to cry in silence,
I used to talk about it,
Thinking, 'They can help.'

Yet now, it passes me by.
Yes, I will admit there is a certain
Dampening in my mood, a deflation of my bravado,
But no longer Broken Promise in Free Verse
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Every Spaniard is a star Every Spaniard is a star
for estar is just to be
Why shouldn't words exhault the one
that sings it's pedigree

As children love their mother
For her cultivating hips
Words are born and take a life
Sent forth from parted lips

So reverance for their maker
Words should aim to speak
For children shame their parents most
When speaking tongue in cheekEvery Spaniard is a star in Traditional Fixed Forms
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Better than Me Passion is the reason we fail to fight back tears
Relapsing in our anguish, so not to feel what we fear
Fear; no more... Love is an undying entity
Hold on; what for? You'll soon find somebody better than meBetter than Me in Free Verse
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