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Writings On My Wall
Writings On My Wallby Michael DoyleI sit here like some poor lost soul.I am regretful of the times I’ve lost control.Now, I sit here quiet as a church mouse,My fractured memories churn inside like a ghost house.Thinking of how like … Continue reading
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Tagged Abused, Church Mouse, Close, Colors, Control, Dedalus, Eagle, Fall, Ghost House, Hero, Illuion Walk, Inner Child, Life, Love, Nightmare, One-Piece Puzzle, Poetry, Poetry and Poems, Profusion, Revulsion, Rhymes, Roar, Soar, Sorrow, Soul, Twisted Up, Wall, Wound, Writing
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Something Behind the Small Talk
Something Behind the Small Talkby Michael DoyleThere is something raw behind the front linesThere, we hide behind the showoffs and mimesLost in the awkwardness that blocks our conversationsWe stand aloof, hiding our secret sense of fascinationWe wish we could shape … Continue reading
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Tagged Aawkwardness, Aloof, Balk, Body Language, Compulsion, Conversation, Darkness, Expert, Fascination, Feeling Dead, Feels, Fractured Hope, Front Lines, Gods and Iolds, Harshness, Lost, Poetry and Poems, Raw, Read, Real, Revulsion, Running In Place, Showoffs and Mimes, Silent Desperation, Small Talk, Something, Stream
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The Spiderhead of Practiced Madness
The Spiderhead of Practiced Madnessby Michael DoyleForced into our darkest compulsionsWe have no sense but to feel revulsionSlipped needle holds its riddle darklyThe truths revealed are shown starklyThe spider’s head feels so libertineUntil examined for what it really meansInjected in … Continue reading
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Tagged Arcane Science, Bingo Card, Blur, Choice, Compulsion, Conscience, Harshness, Libertine, Madness, Means, Poetry and Poems, Remember, Revealed, Revulsion, Riddle, Self-Darkness, Slipped Needle, Spiderhead, Stark, Still Voice, Tripping Point, Truth, Win Or Lose
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In A Spoiler Alert
In A Spoiler Alertby Michael DoyleHere we are quite certain at the end of daysThat all around might want to change our waysIn a spoiler alert, there is a God of creationMeander across His words of sacred communicationIt’s no secret … Continue reading
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Tagged Abdication, Abortion, Autistic Battlefield, Bell Curve Meme, Biology, Bittersweet Legacy, Brave New World, Breath, Change Our Ways, Chaos, Childhood's End, Children, Compulsion, Cool as the Uncool, Days of Lunacy, Death, Defense, Discrete, Drabness of Life, Dystopia, End of Days, Erase, Etermination, Faith and Belief, Final Words, Fire, Firm, Fogged Up Glasses, Forrest Gump, Free Will, Gender Activisits, God of Creation, Grown, Guardian Angels, Heaven, Hell, Homo Deus, Huxley, Ideals of Utopia, Image, Infancy, Intimacy, Jedi Masters, Joke, Judge, Known, Language, Leading Cause, Legitimacy, Light, Lord's Feet, Lost Control, Lucifer, Majority, Male and Female, Meaningless Encounters, Morphed, Motherless Materialism, Nature's Matter, Neutrality, Nightmare, No Secret, Paradise, Pleasure, Poetry and Poems, Premeditated, Progress, Quite Certain, Realkty, Rebel, Revulsion, Sacred Communication, Seen, Self-Medicated, Social Classes, Spoiler Alert, Subtle, Tautology, Termination, Towers of Babylon, Treasure, Truth, Twisted Desire, Wieghtless Moment, Wings, World Shatters
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