poetry
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Truth is the first casualty of war And those controlling the killing machines Intend to show it no mercy But instead gleefully kill it with a bullet to the head.
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The storm came, The wind blew, The rain fell hard, The roads became inaccessible And people scurried round like ants, Trying to make the most of it Still trying to get from A to B, Trying to work to maintain normality, But as trees fell and as roads got worse And the darkness started closing…
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Is it so wrong as a wife She thinks of being bent over the bed, Gripping the sheets as a friend or stranger Take her on a trip of sexual pleasure, Or does it feel liberating and free.
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Never surrender your rights Don’t allow others to oppress you, Never give up what is yours Even when those who wish to take it, Are more powerful and stronger The fact that you own it, Gives you the right to keep it No matter what other people may say, So don’t let someone else steal…
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She could only imagine The feeling of someone else, Their kiss, their touch, their breath She wanted to feel it so much, She spoke with her husband And he agreed that she could try it, So one evening she invited around a friend That she liked and fancied so much, And as the evening went…
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You can take the escalator Within your conscious mind, To the universal realms To travel the time lines, To awaken the knowledge To find the answers That you’ve struggled to find, You just need to discover The code and the state of mind, To unlock the opportunity To travel the escalator, And access the realm…
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He knew because she told him That when in bed making love, In every position but it was not enough, Just to know that it’s not him She would imagine it was others She dreamt of various different lovers, And he didn’t mind that if it made her happy It just made things more intense,…
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When it’s good You do better, The sex is great When not fettered, When you climax And hit your peak, I go harder, I go deep Gasping unable to speak, Come on and join And fuck with me, With a passion That is so deep, It makes us weep.
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Paranormal activity Ghostly elementals, Is what’s distracting me While somehow Attracting what I see, A horror show Of deep complexities, Blood curdling screams Are surrounding me, This is rooted in Halloween Paranormal mythology.
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Shared bodies Shared love, No restrictions Never enough, Do not limit What feels good, Nourish love It’s spiritual food.
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