Mike poet

I find my peace a good Woman at my side
living is forgiving progress is pride.
Change reanges she over looks my strangnes
all goes away naked warmth where I lie..
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A tribute to Dark Star

There I see a Dark Star
It gleams dulled yet bright.
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As sharp as a tack.
Like a slap in the face.
Do you know the kind
tongue blind
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I see my sleeping angel
she tastes as sweet as velvet cake,
so here I sit in silence
as I long for her awake.
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Morning

Here I sit where all makes sense
found submersed passivity
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Hey little girl, all alone in the world
Are you ready for your first love and the pain?
When the hurt is over you may not ever
want to love anyone again.
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How for two manly men to exist in the same place
is a question from the beginning of the Human race.
Down to the bone all testasterone where battle scarred is grace
would rather fight beside you than us be in each others face.
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Looming in the distance
ominous yet bright
is blooming an existence
where wicked need be slight.
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Contiguous ramblings of insanity
as seen in computer lounge everyday.
Mixed with lucid moments of humanity
philosophies gleam with attention paid.
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Love can be beautiful,
when tastes of sweat memory.
When it ends untarnished
pleasant thoughts there will always be.
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Pure self feeds
deadly sins lure you in
wants becoming needs
pointy chin with a wicked grin
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Hey little Princess where have you been.
Did you wish upon a Star or listen to the wind.
Come whisper in the ear of a new found Friend
the dreams you've dreamed again and again.
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Like wick to flame


Candle light it flickers,
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Was 34
when a Tower fell
the news
knocked me to my knees.
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