SUNKEN TREASURE
delving
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still waters
Feverish for what I can't give myself, like being caught between two waves
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Stew
“Why stew?” I protested. “There are Mushrooms in the fridge!” “Mushrooms won’t do…with all the cough and cold going on, stew is what we need.” My mother-in-law said.
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If not one then who
Beyond this we are still a single soul in His world
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No one Pays Attention
Trying to walk in joy like nothing bothers me you see the expressions on my face I wonder if my body language tells it all my shape of form is so confusing People ask
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Hatred
Such as a problem We all try to solve But cant because others are so judgemental why not let us love one another why cant we marry like any other How many years has this been
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Conditioned Love
Vital signs undeterred by solid core pulse through porous frame shroud surface, warning signals blinking wildly slow approach; Furrowed brow, bristles suspend; brushing glance,
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City Vs. Suburbs
Why is it some people say that since, some people are from the suburbs we all are ungrateful. jusst because we have nice clothes, nice cars and clothes does not mean we are ungrateful.
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Debbie and Eddie
Let me tell you about my cousin Debbie. She helps me and so does her husband Eddie. They're very nice people and I like them a lot. Debbie is certainly the best cousin that I've got.
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From Sentient Streams to Gushing Nightmare
In the dark recesses, in cropped form, sterile visages crouch, each still life cornered patiently awaiting escape, but, in twilight's fading seams, day's vivid streams still beam
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