

Open ExperimentalA flaming mentality, Fed by what is exhaled by humanity, My hidden discipline is sanity.Open Experimental
Armed with a smile true and false, Where are the super powers he prayed for?
Why is hate so creative?
Why does anyone deserve more?
Unconcerned with answers, Desperate for results, To know anything for sure would kill me. To know anything for sure would kill all my options. To know anything for sure would cure any reason to create.


The Gift of LivingI cant describe it.The Gift of Living
You were the best thing for me.
You are the best thing.
You are my favorite.
I dont know my favorite part.
Is it this look or that smile or that laugh?
Or this kiss?
Or that snuggle?
Is it the way we fit together?
When were laying together,
When were connected.
Perhaps it was convenience.
At least convenience had something to do with it.
The challenge helped.
I just wanted to win, Didnt I?


The Satyr's PlaythingHe played the riddle between her knees Begging, Begging, Begging her to just sayThe Satyr's Plaything
"please"
Answered by silence he continued his duty, Dutifully
Painting with secretions Playing to the whims of heathens, The boy only begged to borrow a smile
With an urge to create security his simple creations became less-than sensations
Never given time to mature,
the future never came.
by £deviantWEAR
by £deviantWEAR
erik@theirison.com
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~Arnick2
'Cause it matters, When it matters.
I believe the technical term is "STFU"
Why don't you join the poetry contest from [link] ?
It's free and every nitwit such as myself who enters gets a small gift
but someone like you might win one of their $10 000 or $100 000 prizes.
Your music taste/author choice is wonderful as well.
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