buddhism
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Crimson blood flows Through the rubble of life, Innocent is that blood spilt During the fight, A fight that they were caught up in Yet never wanted a part of, Just trying to live their life, No idea of the wrongs or rights, Yet their blood still flows And the death toll grows, As does…
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He remembered how soft she felt, The tenderness and the suppleness, The love they shared the joy there, They did not have a care, Now he could not find her anywhere.
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When she wears those fitness clothes, He knows, he knows, Just how it goes, That other men will watch her so He contours and curves And how they flow, He knows and she knows The the attention grows, The more she moves and bends and flows, To rhythm of methodical beat Of her exercise routine…
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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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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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