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Generations’ myths are your cause of pain Bugs of weird conscience entrenched in your brain A foreign concept is taking the rein You are made dormant by outdated chains
Generations’ Myths
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Hey, hey, baby Don’t look at me crazy I see you got a lady Wrapped in your arms so clingy Break your ties with her If it’s moonlighting you prefer ‘Cause I ain’t no side dish Not going to be your starfish
Hey, Hey, Baby
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Us humans like the symbolism of becoming or choosing an animal. This applies to several instances in life such as the choice of pet between a dog or a cat, animal mascots for a product (think Tony the Tiger for Kellogg’s), animals in the logos of sports teams, the different houses in Hogwarts from the…
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What do we call somebody who can’t smell the flowers nor the pollution any whiff of realization maybe, yes, he has imagination just the deluded and clouded kind because he thinks he’s all that when in reality he isn’t all that and the world can see he’s not all that yet he keeps believing he’s…
The Jerk
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Babe, you should know this. My heart’s been broken before. You must be wond’ring why I kept open the door. Yes, I’m skeptical and hopeful at the same time. Not yet my due date but I am so past my prime.
Babe, You Should Know This
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1 yelled at my mother AND 1 take a deep breath. 1 wished misfortune on them AND 1 admire their deserved success. 1 retreated in my shell AND 1 walk head held high. 1 put things off tomorrow AND 1 plan my day ahead.
11
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Gone are the days of / mulling over what should’ve been and the bitter candy-coated delusions / that passed by me unseen. From the pedestal you fell / the golden crown of perfection shattered to unsightly little pieces / irreparable and unqualified for redemption.
10 x 10 (Ruby)
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What to ask if I were to be lucky? Love, cars, gadgets, house, yacht, fame, success, or money? Let’s say I’m quite ambitious so I chose success. If I were greedy money would do, I confess.
9 x 9 (Feels Like, You Know)
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Look into the future. What do you see? A name long forgotten or propelled to infinity? Did you live fully? Did you just exist? Have you separated the fog from the mist?
8 x 8
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Have you heard of the legend of the Purple Lady? I know the story but her name escapes me She was sent to an island with a group of heroes, Villains, builders, and the ghosts of zeroes
The Purple Lady
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