James McLain Poems

Drops,
kiss her mouth.
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We continue to grow less than the House every day,
and we are all living in the same House.
This planet is a small, Global Village.
Words are written, instructions never given, events
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We now have a need to reiterate the unnatural habits of the new born.
And since they to you by one mistake have,
come down from the past where you never did before.
And you did not in this current life, they now should be.
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Now what man would say,
forget what is past.

When the good man,
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Guilty,
the jury now will fear.
Reprisals,
attacks on themselves
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Dreams about life and subconscious, aspects of your own.
Lucid or not, it represents a complete psychological,
out of reach, you won't own.
Hence what you dream.
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To think I found out that she could not tell at all because.
To say it's not bad that big phat liar, that fat chick really is.
You are scared alright, scared, so scared and you are.
All of that I couldn't take it, it hurt so bad.
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When waiting for the roses are in bloom.
I prick the you,
and this feeling is of what it is in you.
It comes as help
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When I was young,
as young as her strong beating heart.
Deep in the woods,
by the Lake, I met this beautiful girl.
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