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Unmarked By Their Passing

I tell you there’s no ending, no straightening the straights,

and the twists and turns of life will remain unending.

 

Where do those paths go, via many trees bowed by breeze,

and thorny bushes with fresh and old blood specks to show.

 

Some are freeted by time, just lumbering and slumbering,

as stuttering takes them on to old, past their posturing prime.

 

Bored by ster...

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The Kissing Game

 

The bus stop was deserted when we dived in from the rain,
we shivered as we stood there, but had no breath left to complain,
for lips met lips in search of warmth and would not yield their gain,
those lips were very much possessed of passions we could never tame.
 
And as we blended body heat, the wind and rain were heard,
we heard it drumming on the roof, but both...

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All Butt All

All Butt All

 

Barely bothered as he lay down his weary head
Life was so much hassle, he just wished he could be dead

The medics kept his ticker beating as it should
But at what quality of living, he felt none understood

It's a dog's life he thought with such irony
If I had but been a dog, wouldn't they end this misery

Brighter days were now few and so far between
His memories s...

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