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BLACK MAGIC WOMAN (LENORE)
I'm a black magic woman, I have my spells,
to carry you away in tsunami swells,
With a mere blowing out with a candle, I can take you down,
at any distance i am able to make you smile or frown,
You are just my little doll,
but i am quite a nice owl,
You shall bend to my will,
it'll all be a thrill,
Here's a sweet potion drink up my pretty,
not in Kansas, yet another sweet ditty,
You can't click your heals to make me disappear,
you know in your heart i'm not the one you fear,
You fear my abilities, to use if you ever betray me,
but i know that you won't, for you love me truly,
You won't come to me with dirty hands
and i will water your desert sands,
Come to me with pure intentions,
no room for honorable mentions,
I'm only mean to those who deserve it,
i tell you this so you will not forget,
This is not a threat, I promise you,
it's only my life coming through true,
I protect myself from evil forces,
i will avoid the loveless divorces,
My cauldron is full with all my lovely's, deviations
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On Her Quest
A goal's been set in the month of June
With sheer optimism, she marches on
All but skill and kindness in hand
As her journey unfolds across the land
Here she travels to inspire
Those around her and here we gather
In bold support, our mission clear
We want to see you make it there
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Goodbye for now
Roses are red
Violets are blue
I wanted to write a poem
About how happy it makes me that I have met you
You know it is not easy
To find the right words
And most of the time
I just looked outside at the birds
I had no clue
How to express how I feel
Until it hit me
And it went like a wheel
Now it‘s completed
So here I stand
Brave and with passion
And a paper in hand
Roses are red
Violets are blue
The thing I‘ll miss the most is this class
And you
The best thing about life
Are people like you
People who care
And know the right thing to do
Is to be caring, nice
And understanding too
I‘m happy the time I spent here
I got to spend with you
And even though it‘s not not gonna go any further
I swear I don‘t regret a second of it
And for the life of me I hope you‘ll never be like me
Lazy and inside forever a kid
So I‘ll keep on smiling
And I hope you get by
Even without us
Then I guess this is goodbye
At least you can look back
At the time we‘ve sp
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Tg 8 and 8.5(8.5 aka part 1 of requests)

*the next day lucy would be back to matt*
"Well that was weird oh well i have they week off from school so I'll just relax today"
*he puts on a tank top and shorts*
"Ok now i can just relax"
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-Kronos- Falling Sand
I am the rust on the iron ploughs of a weary farmer,
I am the loss of beauty that all queens fear.
As daylight fades to stars, I need no offerings on the altar.
Like life passing to night, I whisper of death in your ear.
I am the loss of beauty that all queens fear.
I have seen candles burn out in my hands like glass wicks.
Like life passing to night, I whisper of death in your ear.
I am the last friend you flee as you hear the clock tick.
I have seen candles burn out in my hands like glass wicks.
No matter age or class or creed or code,
I am the last friend you flee as you hear the clock tick.
Even though you walk alone, you will meet me on the road.
No matter age or class or creed or code,
The young grow old and bring me to life.
Even though you walk alone, you will meet me on the road,
I live despite the interference of twelve and strife.
The young grow old and bring me to life,
As daylight fades to stars, I need no offerings on the altar.
I live despite the interference of twelve a
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A.D.D.
I tend to change my mind quite rapidly,
Switch around my hobbies and activities.
My directions are curved and hard to follow,
Never knowing if my passion will see tomorrow.
I become Bored with the day before,
And even more
exhausted pushing for
the finish line.
Everything I do ends incomplete,
And Left For everyone to see,
half of what I could be.
I Read through the pages,
But Don't remember a thing.
I have trouble concentrating.
Diagnosed myself with A.D.D.
Read it again,
Forget it,
Strum my six string.
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A Puzzle Complete
Like a puzzles final piece
We watch the sun rise in the east
This lions found his roar
An can finally close the door
My life is now complete
My path set like concrete
The fire has found its flame
And burned away the pain
The table has two seats
This house is now complete
I've found the sweetest soul
Who has made my life whole
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Literature
These Thoughts
These thoughts are shown, born of sadness,
Sadly fearing loss of friendship flown,
for friendship is the core of hearts bless'd,
These thoughts are shown.
Or would they be changed like gowns
Tossed off by storms of life's distress-
Or fevers taking over dawn.
These bodies so fragile are less
Than specks in gigantic systems pawns
for continuance, games of chess,
These thoughts are shown.
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votary (llh 22)
little lost hour
counts out her dower
and hides it away
she'll not marry soon
loves only the moon
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What is There to Wite
What is there to write
When nothing comes to light
A blankness of mind's
Where often I find
There's something to pen
When nothing's within
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Ghoul
These simple men think me to be a ghoul
a man who's never been at home with life
I have no need for worlds within four walls
or worshipping a god who bares his teeth.
I am not comfortable with tablecloths
or gloved hands latching onto silverware
with people who speak innocence like fools
while coming home to roost amidst the din.
But the company of clever monsters
of men who suck the light from summer nights
and make a sturdy killing from the streets
shall smother me in all that I hold dear.
It is there that I want to make my bed
under the rampant rage of reigning stars
and I shall live the rest of all my days
and dwell in our somnolence forever.
 
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Melodic Addict
Frisson
Enticing soul
Hypnotic heartbeats pulse, echo
Crescendo to euphoria
Sync; bis
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Fight Meet Match
Pull the rug out of flames
Bring home the remains,
What remains you can't snuff out
Just shout at the match in the box.
Try taking away the fight,
Pull the rug out of flames
Those flames you started with a stick,
Stones to my bones of sand.
Falling through the cracks of sane
Landing hard on cemented shoes,
Pull the rug out of flames
I'll douse it in the sea of fights!
Fight in 3D you'll lose the gain
Gaining nothing till the 11th
An inning from angelic dimensions
Pulls the rug out of flames.
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All Rights Reserved
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old mules well
a new week begins
full of probabilities
shake it off-step up
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Recording it All
I wish I could record
A poem of mine,
Hear words from a page
Spilt into air wave raves,
From the moment of creation
I wish I could record
The celebration of a moment
Caught on sound bytes,
By revelations of my souls
Thoughts presented for consumption
I wish I could record
To play back to the Universe.
Then and now my voice lets loose
Sometimes in a gray scale
And other times a rainbow,
I wish I could record.
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Soft Rains
Misty patter of rain softly speaks your name
As all life's songs are for you
To live again and again, ne'er the same,
Misty patter of rain
We are in the scheme of earths plains,
Under the moon and sun you flew
Throughout time in era's of fame,
Other moments went or came
Back from destruction's brew
Of chaos fires burnt out flames,
Misty patter of rain.
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Literature
Almond Joyous
Peppermint and almond joy,
No, not the candy bar!
A cuppa tea wafting minty steam,
An herbal dream came to me
Full of coriander sweets.
Peppermint and almond joy,
A milky equivalent from cows
Though in this case a mere nut,
in other words a seed
Full of veggie goodness!
Peppermint and almond joy,
Yes, a tea and coffee compliment
Is my favorite dilution
Freely giving me fruition
Full of properties giving life.
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The Gray Lady
Gray lady of the Grotto
Your life is was forfeit from birth
Into an existence
Of sorrows,
Now love keeps you away from here.
Lachrymose eyes see in the dark
Cave where you came from
The mother of all,
The earth;
Sunshine loves to bless her.
Hanging on for loves sake
Has left her depleted
Frustrated with human demands,
Remanded back to suns care,
Soon the next life she will live again!
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Stalking the Blues
Stalking the blues
in my worn out shoes,
dragging feet
mussed up hair
going nowhere.
Stalking the blues
on the other side of the street,
shuffling along the curb
weeds make me sneeze there
going nowhere.
Stalking the blues
kicking stones down the drains
as brackish water flows under
black tar roads
going nowhere.
Stalking the blues
in the sands of despair
can't see the people
just the dust in the air
going nowhere.
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Tuesday
Thoughts of love, not war,
Unbridled nights of passions spar
Envisioned in well spent dreams,
Sleeping long past suns uprising
Dare the knot that binds souls
Awake to where we want to go,
Yores have gone as stars shine
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Monday
Madness and melancholia
Obliterated with the blues
Ne'er will you know the joys
Designed to make you fly
Away from troubles angst,
Your sighs whisked away on wings.
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Hermit
Cold green tea delivers peace
On a minty note of pure Alash,
Alash'd notes multiplied by three
As three singers bring the desired
Desire of going within my soul.
Soul speaks of wishing
To remain alone with the self,
Where no others may go
Gone to the plateau's of harmony
Harmonized upon the single brow.
No frown found in drunk cup
Cups of leaves intertwined
Wound up in mother earth
The Gaia of all free peoples
But, today she is mine alone.
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