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Misc...banter
Loser
Emboldened by lapping eyes
Taken for loves’ ride
Broken hearts are made like this
A loser though, who never tries
Moistened hands touch tangled hair
Reach for words to say
Solitude no friend of his
A tongue to weak to think or care
Forced to go from fear to speech
Taken for the fool
Regret a lover and a muse
Far all things lovely, out of reach
Pain it seems, is all they teach
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Dim hint of daybreak
Seldom see the furious sun
Hiding from the glow
No light in the dark
Opened eyes are cudgeled closed
Dreams are the place for sunshine
A glimpse at most
And that only in thought
Stuck in idle within a fog
Cloaked in misery’s’ mist
Closeted in the weepings of loss
Dreams of sunshine have a place
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Winner
Entrenched desire breaks a sweat
Heated by poisoned ego
Gifted by the Gods to please
Burdened by loves’ demanding hold
Take the flower in practiced hands
Lap up the petals with buds of taste
Fertile soil beneath such charm
Inexperienced blossom grown from seed
Hunger bleeds from this open rose
Desire the sun which feeds
Spread open these red lips of aroma
Inhaling the depths of your fragrance
Salty, lush bitterness
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Holding onto anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned. - Buddha
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