Morning again, what's new about her?
Time to shave, have breakfast,
Pour water, scrub my soul, rev my car,
And drive to find my purpose afar.
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Poems are not an invention of our mind,
They are strewn all around, all we need to do is find.
We don't need ideas to write poems,
We need an open mind to see an instant of a moment.
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What is sorrow, without your love?
Earth without the oceans.
What is love without your sorrow?
Skies without the blue.
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Lets play poker, if you win, I loose.
If I win you win.
If the house wins, we build ours.
If you win, and I loose,
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What am I doing?
Why am I waiting?
For whom?
For what?
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I don't want to touch you.
I don't want to feel you.
I don't want you.
I don't just don't just don't just don't.
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I liked the dog,
Who came by,
Raised his leg,
Did what nature said,
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Shards of glass on the road.
Shining in the burning sun above.
Blinding eyes, cutting feet, yet giving hope.
Hope from the deadening hum drum of routine.
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He was a good man.
He loved me.
As a child in a man would love a man.
I was a child and he was an old man.
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I often wonder, what did my school offer?
Did it do anything substantial?
People ask me, genuinely
What is the spice of your sexy write?
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