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Sunday, May 5, 2013

Anything Can Happen...

A Moment Sitting in a basement, musky Moisture stains tattooing the drywall; Six feet under and breathing heavy, I just ran in here, after all. Thunder rolls above my head, Like horses galloping on steel; Screaming voices from Heaven, Or is that my kids racing in for a meal? Silence! What's going... Sign in to see full entry.

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Friday, January 18, 2013

Serenity

Serenity Serenity is the night which follows The evils of a worldly day that Beat you down and weaken you Against your own beliefs. Serenity is the kitten that greets you At the door with motor purring Louder than the voices of this day That linger in the background of your mind. Serenity is the... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, January 9, 2013

Angels

Angels Smokey hotel room where she fell down on her knees crying her pleas Oh save me from it tears and vomit broken and beaten heart that's bleedin' Grace amazing bullets blazing not one did pierce her angels kissed her Lights were flashing men were dashing to her rescue angel's virtue CR Shelley Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, January 7, 2013

Live - ER

Live - ER Here I am, sitting with a cockroach Blinded by the moonlight, reflecting From a sliver of fried chicken liver. Should I move, should I fight, well One should try to stay alive, to exist To be the one that said they won! Yet I am troubled by my want, and I know that I am free and I know... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, January 5, 2013

BEER AND BONES

BEER AND BONES Up all night Dust ‘til dawn Feels so right Getting good and gone Spent my life Juicin’ my jones When I die I’ll be beer and bones Born a creep Cold and alone Born to reap The seeds that I’ve sown Salt in my eye Casting my stones When I die I’ll be beer and bones Up all night Juicin’... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, March 28, 2009

MONEY...monkey...MONEY...monkey...MONEY...monkey...MONEY...

Mon (k) ey A drug that makes you feel good It takes your cares away You'd do all things, God knows you would If only you could pay But give the devil his due Work hard and try your best Everybody's got it, but you Then somebody steals the rest It used to take a little Now this drug, it takes a lot... Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, March 21, 2009

REVERSE

Reverse Turn your eyes away from the masses; Away from where you're going And look behind your dark sunglasses Into the soul without it knowing. For it is you that stands in your way; Being like everything you see, Thinking that's who you are today. Wake up! Stop trying to be like me. CR Shelley Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, March 9, 2009

STOLE YOUR SOUL

Stole Your Soul Was it your mommy or was it your dad, Was it the best friend that you never had? Was it the lover that left you alone? Or your very first puppy that never came home? Could it be money? You seem filthy rich. Maybe its loneliness, nighttime’s a bitch. What was it in life that left such... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, March 5, 2009

Power In My Pen

Power In My Pen The melting sun trickles Down the back of the sky Dripping into the evening sea; At one with golden ripples And a distant seagull's cry The night comes down to me. I can sit here in the sand With nothing but my pen And teach the stars to sing; Or snatch a wave with my hand Ride it to... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, March 4, 2009

OLD MAN

Old Man Cold are the hands of father time Grabbing at my flesh, you see No matter where I finally hide He always seems to find me In the mirror he stares at me Laughing like a child At night he dwells within my bones Old man, leave me alone Everyday, year by year He takes a piece of me I count the... Sign in to see full entry.

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