daily prompt
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Some people masquerade In a toxic fetid display, Full of discrimination and hate They deflect and often deviate, The eyes which settle on them Inevitably causing a scene, Of human pollution so obscene Hoping somehow it will not be seen.
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Rip and tear at the flesh Take away the vital breath, Drink and slurp on the blood Gnawing at the flesh and cud, Vicious teeth razor sharp Glinting bloodstained in the dark, The victim lays dead wearing it’s mark The full moon shines and I hear the hark, Of the werewolf hiding in the park.
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In the present is all the matters The past has gone and can’t be changed, No one knows what tomorrow will bring It may be more of the same or something amazing, So live in each moment of this present day Show gratitude and appreciation in every way, And manifest what it is you want
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Is it too hard to see That our humanity, Is in our bloodstream, Not in our colour Not where we’re born, This is all a game Of which the rich order formed, To keep us all divided Because they realise Our strength is in being united, So the so called war Between black and white,
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Night comes and serenity sets in, As I find my inner peace and love And I started wondering, If eternity and the infinite universe is real Because as a form of energy,within me, I want to know and believe That beyond all this existence there is more, With so much for my consciousness to explore
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We look externally for answers Not understanding they’re within, We look to others for the answers But we already know the truth, That the answers are within our knowing If we were only to search and look, Within our conscious mind they’re dwelling Laid out like pages in a book, Just waiting to be understood
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Smother lover Motherfucker, Narcissistic like no other Likes control Loves the power, Left her bleeding In the shower, Big man, with angry issues She would leave, But she would miss you Such is how you’ve treated her, She’s lost self worth She’s lost self respect, And all because Of what you conditioned, Deep within her
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Do the right thing It’s the honourable, Thing to do when in a tight spot We all make mistakes, But it’s how we own them Make amends and put it right, Don’t try to hide the truth This will not work well, Do not lie it drag you to hell, So do the right thing
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I am a slave to work clock Which leaves me a bit ticked off, There is no way I can avoid it I am not the type for slacking off, And my work knows and exploits that There ain’t no line that they won’t cross, To get the most out of me and I am
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I fly so high I am a bird of flame, Burning brightly Incandescently insane, Glowing in the night Like a fiery comet, I am a bird of flame Nobody can stop it, As a bird of flame I light up the night, As bird of flame I burn burn in flight, As a bird of
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