Poetry is a way of
being
It is who we are
It flows through our
vienes
It flows through our
marrow
It drips from our
savage teeth
Pink Floyd
Snoopy I'm not sure what we just ate, but groovy man all the same Charlie. My cousin Scooby-Doo gave it to me, then said sit on a dock...
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The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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