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a penny for your thoughts?

How do sense and cents sound the same.

It doesn’t make any sense.

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Close Eyes To Exit

Close your eyes to exit

This fucked up world.

Put on some music

To drown out the

Thoughts in your head.

Watch a movie

let the pixels dance

and forget about the world

for a little while


POW

The solider knelt,

knees in the dirt,

tired of the hurt.

For months they held him

P.O.W.

Only for an end

like this.

 

The smooth cold circle on his neck.

His captors said he was an example

for those who might think of freedom

Now just knees in the dirt.

Different from the dirt

on the farm back home.

This dirt yielded no crops

It only held the dead from rising up.

 

A purple flower blossomed.

Just below his eye

It bloomed, wilted and ran,

down his cheek.

He looked down

as if to examine a spot on his collar,

just before he leaned forward and kissed

the dirt in front of him.


Tribute

It bums me out

that Robin’s dead

cause of the dark thoughts

in his head.

It bums me out

that Robin died

or that he even had

thoughts of suicide.


Face

Put on that

happy face

and don’t disgrace

the human race

just find your place,

your mind; erase.


Alone

I’m more alone

surrounded by thousands of peers

then I’ve ever been

on my own.


Lost At Sea

I am lost at sea

and this doggie paddle

ain’t doin’ much

against these twelve foot

monsters

that just keep

coming and coming and coming…


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