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Self Portrait of James MurrayIt's a little known fact I was brought to earth, Via a life threatening, For my mother, Premature BirthSelf Portrait of James Murray
True story. Born on the 23rd of November Almost a month earlier Than the anticipated date Of late December
As for my mother, Don't worry she's okay. Her & my father reside back in Canada. I spoke to her the other day. She's fine. No worries.
As for me, I'm young at heart. Years younger than my face is Which is somewhat older than I remember But I still kicking it in shoes with no laces. &nbs
by ~BookofDestiny
Lauren BerryThere was a time when nothingLauren Berry
Seemed to matter
And my life was stuck in a rut. When by happenstance,
I ventured to an unfamiliar place Where I've since furnished A homely little hut.
It's a place like no other. Isolated from the monotony of the everyday. A place where time stands still
And hours aren't wasted in
Exchange for a wage. Where serenity is the norm Removing the need for the drunk and stoned And no one ever feels compelled To speak in a battle tone.
This remote place is hidden away Like many of the world's ancient
by ~BookofDestiny
Satan and MariaSat down with Satan and his minions On a solemn Saturday night. He said son, your heart's still bleeding Let me know when you want to make it right. We can sew you back together And release you from her charm. From the darkness called Maria Only Love can mend a heart.Satan and Maria
Smith & Wesson joined the table. Carrying six rounds between 'em. Son, you ain't going home Until the shots all are finished. Know Love can't last forever. Doubt Love exists at all. Let your blood turn to fire And drink away your soul.
My thoughts turned to treason &nbs
by ~BookofDestiny
Written for youMy tongue ties up in knots. I can't explain it. This damn cotton mouth. It does me no favors. My awkward silence is neither golden Nor to be savored.Written for you
I'm hangin myself here Like a portrait on the wall. As I Emulate Chaplin, By saying nothing at all. Mean while, from the sad lonely face Staring back at me, tears start to fall.
Inside, Inside I'm dying. My face made of stone She thinks I'm lying. And the deafening quiet
Well, it denies that I'm trying But it ain't me, It's the words that are hiding.
So I take u
by ~BookofDestiny
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I Run in the NightI run in the night; forgiven, absolved. The night is my coat; it banishes the winter's chill from my bare arms. It is my hat; worn low to hide my streaming eyes from passers by. It is my salve; it soothes my wounds. It is my lover's touch; it quells my pounding heart. It is my confidant; i spill my secrets in warm tears and it listens. It is my counsel; its advice is always sound. It is my prosecution; it probes my statements, finds my inconsistencies. It is my jury; it weighs my evidence. It is my judge; it passes sentence; my executioner that performs it. I run in the night; rejected, alone.I Run in the Night
by ~vita-incerta
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