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I martyred my soul for you Did everything you wanted me too, For the realisation of a fantasy, a dream, I should have realised it was not what it seemed, No reward for an offering In any sacrifice, No benevolence in taking life No divinity can be found At the end of a knife, In…
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Kiss the mind Caress the skin Feel the essence Flooding in, Heightened senses Prickled nerves Sensual the curves Of bending light Your my delight, A fantasy That’s taken flight, That in the very Dark of night Is passionate In its erotic bite Pull the hair At a time just right Hear the moans Fill the…
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I need a distraction from this mad world Is there something you can give me to swerve, All the anxieties in my life Would let me in a while and soothe my body and my mind, I need some kind of tonic From this life but not platonic, I need a distraction to take me…
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Where have the wise men gone Where they set examples that were righteous Spoke words that would truly inspire Role models and intellectuals Who would speak words irresistible You never questioned what they say Because they spoke in fact and were not fake in anyway Now we have dysfunctional leaders And dysfunctional states So many…
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The sun shone on her face as she lay amonng the sheets Feeling used and now she’s feeling so cheap, She fell for all this, about how much he loved her, So she surrendered everything And he decided after taking everything she had, To just get up and leave, Leaving her feeling used and exploited…
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I have had enough of systems built on hate I have had enough of them trying to narrate, Excerpts from Mein Kampf like we all forgot, The Jew hating Nazi’s from the second world war, It seems the right wing fascists are now claiming power And accumaling greed from their ivory towers, Putting down the…
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They expect me to crash and burn They believe this because I spurned, Their ideas of society I broke free from being a sheep. They expected that I would fail Said that I was living beyond the pale, Because I rebuffed their domesticated ways They said that I would rue this in future days But…
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People always want to tell me What is best for me As an anarcho spiritual punk hippy, They no nothing about me They don’t know what makes me tick And they don’t try one little bit They just tell me to conform To accepted social norms And because I don’t they treat me like a…
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