Time @ TimeTo be Buddhist i need be aiming for the lack of desire of all things to be free. Originally this was nothing to do with religion, but instead it was a practical way of removing the idea of suffering from our lives. Give it to people and it then is perverted by those who wish a power beyond themselves (Buddha)... ill continue this later
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Bedside Nature.A scent of bliss follows writing those words, which flow and ebb around my minds core. Here tripping over every second word from a distance of drugged sporadic impressionable mistakes Coughing a blood-filled rag full of my yellowed soul. I sit.Bedside Nature.
Here sitting, waiting for anything else but a cure to ailments that should have been avoided to start. Pain no longer flows like it should in these induced states of healing brought by those which, painting a pretty chimp purple with colourful engagements of whore-like posture. I lay down.
Shifting and swirling like nothing but a diamond sli
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RifeBlue Contradictory emotive responses to a bland dreary cold morning breeze daunted a cheerless clown meandering onto an empty stage fronting bloodless faces bland eyes and lack-jaw smiles. GreenRife
Insensitive oval entrances haunted this luckless character of laughter under the atmosphere of sighing foliage trilling of tantalizing visage of vivid soulful snares. Grey Ambiguous perspectives intercede feathered jests artfully designed misdirection of environmental zest beating to his hearts gentle rhyme to desire more and want for less.
Yellow Spilling interventions precede his venting ambitions, to smil
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InsecuritiesEloquent flowing space Surrounds of flowering grace My presence some how impure Expression of joy my cure Flaunting their brilliant to my face A comparison of gravel to lace Such pretty words, so pure Why do I succumb to this grammatical lure?Insecurities
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Nineteen Poems“Concerning Poetry and the Anonymous Reader” I want you to know that I want you to know nothing. Still, I want you to know what I mean when I say fireflies. I want you to know that I’d like to be enigmatic and confusing. I want you to know that I want you to be curious anyway. I want you to know that I’d like to spill my secrets. But I won’t. I want you to know not quite enough to make anything more than guesses. I want you to know that I’d like you to be mystified. I want you to know that I don’t expect anyone toNineteen Poems
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sweet poem, too.
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Oh by the way, which one's Pink?
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