Micah Krahn

Seahawks

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Close to my house, on nearby splintered telephone poles, perch twelve black birds on a wire communicating amongst themselves about the ever-long sun setting wilderness awaiting behind them.
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Come my child and let me show you a garden of melodies. For not far from where we are is a scared, hurt, wretchedly twisted and rusted instrument. She has no name and her destiny is not known yet to her.
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Time
by Micah Krahn

Motionless He stands, neither living nor dead, but a part of both worlds.
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The most unlikeliest of poems, often come from the tastiest ideas..
When preparing food, i first wash my hands, the more soap the better.
Appliances. Waffle maker or Toaster? Toaster. Tool of choice. Stainless Steel Knife.
selecting my ingredients for my conjuration of eatery, is the next goal on my itinerary.
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A long beautiful silver angel who slices harder than a thousand screaming demons.
Her grace has befallen all who prey upon her.
Her blade fury unleashes the light as it severs through the darkness like a hushed whisper.
Mortal and Immortal gods have fallen with their brothers of humanity.
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This poem is about my experiences in the streets of Sweden.Buildings in the capitol of Stockholm, cloud the city streets; like stacked up moving boxes.
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An ancient myth tells of a once great city of Valantis, lain to ruins by the Evils of Aticus, and the eclipsing wrath of the great Poseidon, this ballad tells of the ferocious battle which ensued.

Swallowed by his legendary monstrous irate wrath, He decimated his foes with a unstoppable devastating force, forever entombing their grotesque souls into the gargoyles within the Greek God's domain.
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I Tore Off My Wings
And gave them to you!
Now you are the angel, and I am the “fallen one'.
You fly throughout the heaven’s glorified galaxies.
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Bound in chains, burdened from the slavery of sin, I sit alone in the darkness.
The darkness haunts my soul.
Eternal hell awaits my unknowing soul, trapped, no where to go. Every door I turn to is locked. A destiny of darkness awaits.
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Beyond the slithering ascending shadows of the barn rafters, divulged an ideal refuge for the constellation of endless webbing which barraged between each beam.
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Scandalous
Temptress
Ravishing
Incredible
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When the Devil comes knocking, be polite or he will rip your deathless life out of your mouth,
damning your foul tongue to stone shattering all your teeth out of your head as they laugh at your torment on the cold dark sidewalk.
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There will be blood, when the world decides it no longer needs our heroes.who are we to decide when we choose how to suffer from our deviations?
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We were poets once, when the world chose to listen to our voices and the heavens parted ways with the wind.
From every ink blotched penned stroke accompanied almost always with a melody from angelic hearts.
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This is a bizarre story about a man I once called my friend, let me take you back a few years and really get this story going. Trust me, you'll want to hear this.
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by Micah Krahn

Embodied in a vast blue elegant vested cloak, his tuxedo of many colours defines his beauty.
His splendor is something to behold. Strutting humbly alternately scouring the ground for earthy
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At the end of the lane was a house we always stayed away from, I'm sure it was a elegant house in its time
but it had fallen to disrepair and had been the neighborhood's eyesore for decades, as the generations grew up
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In a time where trees could talk to each other, where the post apocalyptic world employed their occupation on more pressing matters and threats than atmospheric debris and toxic gasses which were deadly to the human race but showed no more than
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by Micah Krahn

In a quiet shire, in the southern Province of Thaltik on the tip of The Chieftan Mountains. where the Imperial Kalatihgs and Riftmen keep watch over the Thaltik thoroughfare.
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