The Greatest GiftA critique is no transgressionThe Greatest Gift
For only fools believe they’ve reached perfection
And those who seem most to inflict pain;
Bestow upon you your greatest gain.
And if indeed you’re to succeed
Their sage advice it’s wise to heed.
Fools and babes are lulled into belief
That their existence is life’s relief
Perhaps a fiend weaves such a tale In hopes to watch how fast you fail
The sensitive so easily offended,
By hurtful words, unintended
Are doomed to live life mediocre Never to pass beyond the common folkl
When you grow upWhen you grow up you know that.... Strenth is how you react in moments of weakness Love is measured by how you treat othersWhen you grow up
Wisdom is knowing when to be quite Knowledge will never be complete Kindness is being nice to people who can't do anything for you
And above all that you know nothing.
Pink ShoesManiacly drug induced over sexed monsters wandering through time and space amongst the living dead undead socialites picking out pink shoes at jimmy choos capitalism ablaze with gold stinging gaping wounds cut through with gold teeth hanging on by the thread rhapsodising maniacly about drug induced over sexed monsters.....Pink Shoes
The SeamstresSpun out dreams of contaminated thread, Should it needle you.. when you get jabbed?The Seamstres
Life unravels, before the tailor 's spent. Fabricate one lie,
and how quickly you forget.
One tiny dose,
for torn up kisses.
Counterfit candor
to patch the tattered pieces.
Ingesting tales... white as the driven snow, as vilification from afflictions grow.
Oh mallady Bring whistful fantasy Strip off the cloth of life
and bring swift velvet ecstacy
U
PoetryI'll take all my Anger, sadness, joy, appreciation, observation The metaphysical, the ethereal And put it onto here. Write black ribbons onto white paper And unravel the sphere Of flowing thoughts and clashing voices The crashing of waves and the foam of the sea. I think poetry in the shower Poetry in my sleep Poetry before and after I make a leap I think poetry when I watch people dying And when I hear children sighing Poetry when I watch a machine All in those monochrome films in history. Though I feel it, I still don't know the words Forming inPoetry
Insomnia
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"we can't stop here...this is bat country!"
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I can resist anything, except temptation!
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"I'm a damsel, I'm in distress, I can handle this! Have a nice day..."
Ciao Lira
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I can resist anything, except temptation!
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"I'm a damsel, I'm in distress, I can handle this! Have a nice day..."
i feel so honored, im ur favored writer
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No Regrets. No Limits.
XOXO Lira
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I can resist anything, except temptation!
erm, well i just got off holiday..so i ugess we'll have to wait for the spring, i'll see wot my mum says about it.
my poetry aint half as a good as urs babe, and u know it.
cheers.
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No Regrets. No Limits.
- Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!!!
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