Tony R. Rodriguez Biography

keep deleting my beats—

you crooked leech
you Faithless cyber-nut
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Judge more than tenderly of me.
Society whispers ideas that sink the virtuous ideals of
faith, hope and love—
especially those new ideas of yours.
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From her lips flew arrows I wish I did not Own,
And I felt such Affliction, with tears not Shown.
Compared I did the great loves of past Similar;
For once I felt such Elation in blessed Particular.
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Awake: Beep, ring, music, and the sounds that pummel.
Appearance ritual: Why should this matter?
(I grow old each passing day.)
Destination: Some paths taken, new roads dismay.
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