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TBT: Battle of Oneself

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The roads stretch on and on all around,
Dry and hot for miles not a single sound.
Thoughts bounce in the skull with much speed,
Contemplating the most current and basic need.
Don’t halt the inevitable journey for long,
Soon tired ears will fill with lovely song.
Keep treading and the body will always reach,
A place some imagine is as sweet as a peach.
It can be reached when the will is great.
Iron builds strong tall bounding gates.
Open to small paths leading to the beating.
It will beat loud and clear forever needing.
Enter the fortress if you posses the courage.
Only in mastery of fear will you receive suffrage,
From the dark prison, built around us all.
Breath easy, your safe, so stand tall.

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TBT: Fuel for the body

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Energy cold, pure and full of potential,

Is in this world deathly essential.

Energy makes our fast moving cars go,

Our tractors for our fields sow,

Our powerful planes soar through the heavens,

Our ships sail through the seas of seven.

Still the most important fuel comes from the heart.

Strong legs can take a man a long distance,

Skilled hands build things for assistance,

Brilliant minds create new things for existence,

But without blood they are all completely useless.

So beware not to damage any hearts,

For they are the most important of parts.

TBT: A Friend Amongst Friends

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Another little high school poem from the archive!

A friend amongst friends,
One to hold on to till the end.
A stronger voice in the choir,
She fills my every desire,
A brighter star in the sky,
She brings a sparkle to my eye,
A greener tree that does grow,
She makes my heart a massive glow,
And of my mind, well were lies that,
I lost it some time ago,
When I met you, last week or so.

TBT: Night of Decadence

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Poem I wrote about prom 20 years ago. Cracks me up to read poems from high school me.

Pretty, glowing, cheerful girls all in a row,

Well dressed, handsome gentlemen ready to go,

So many soft, elegant dresses white as snow,

On her ear his soft breath softly blows.

A night under the clean bright stars so high,

Their bright light gleams radiantly in the sky,

Down below in the rusty dirt of the Earth,

The night gave way naturally to evil’s birth.

Dazed and confused and driving too fast,

In a bloody and morbid instant, part of the past.

Fair maidens too ignorant and too young,

In nine months must to the hospital run.

But have fun, please have fun,

And hope it’s not horribly glum,

For on this night your life could be done.

So soon will your beloved presence be forgotten.

Beware the date, the dance, on the night of decadence

TBT: Experiencing Death

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I am but a young man.
I am but a young man.
I don’t want to die.
I don’t want to die.
I will go to school for escape.
I will face the Death.
I want the Country to help me.
I want to help the Country.
I go away to learn at school.
I go away to live in Death.
School is so stressful.
Death is terrifying.
I know I can make it.
I don’t think I will survive.
I fear nothing at all.
I fear for my very life.
I curse the Country.
I fight for the Country.
I read about the Death.
I live the Death.
I don’t think there is really a Death.
I cannot escape the Death.
I will never die.
The Death will swallow me.
I drink with friends in happiness.
I drink alone to forget.
I am completely healthy.
I am numb with pain.
I am full of life.
The Death took my life.
I know everything.
Nobody knows anything.
My whole life is ahead of me.
My life was left behind.
Here’s to life.
Here’s to Death.
I am a great man.
I am a dead man.

TBT: Too Much

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I know, it’s not Thursday. But high school throw back nonetheless

You say “I love you” still mist I request,
If yours is truly love substantially laid.
Methinks your love so shallow you have made,
If I had dove into your love at last,
My skull would I have cracked in half; so see,
To me is love a special thing, untouched.
I once had loved and found what love could be.
I long to love, have love returned as such.
And I would die to have such love from thee,
So stop, a little more could be, too much.

TBT: Me

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Good to see I had some confidence back in high school lol

How grand it is to be me.
I live my life happily.
My soul and mind are free.
I have a good personality,
And I’m not too ugly.

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