A book of poems

As i saw those fancy minds loosing talents, breaking comfy into madness, sank for a useless paradise alley from bar to park. As i hear the howling of the rebels hide in the subways, busted for a real life down the streets of a cracking city. As i follow...

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As i hear your call, as it start to flow, just so mean to break the rules, Old friend. As i listen to your faded voice, as i remember some starry nights, just so mean, Old friend As i loose your name, as you start to greed, just to much to care, Old friend...

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How can i ? Why changing as it came around. No one can understand the reason of been such free. Instability rules the game we play! No one will search, as no one would give anything. Can't it be just for a little time? No one will it be just for some...

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Short, thinny moles of sound. Men die, Men lives, there flow the wild ones!

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As far as i can see, no one seems so mysterious, so wise as an ocean sight. Blues calling in your waves, sounding like meditative tips flowing to the deepness cave. No one looks as perfect as you, Oceana, groovy moods looming through the mist. As peaceful...

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Behind the words of the preacher, erect the lunacy up down streets of a fallen reign. Hoist for the changing rules, gape the tyran's bump, as grow the dark days of lying beliefs. See the obscurancy, raping the innocent life of thousand slaves, to the...

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Thinking of a wise word to send it to you, I was, as i feel under my pillow anything you said, such hard to forget, time is running so fast, scarry nights for sleepness welfare. Any remedy will change it, any words will be your gifts, more then your smile,...

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Here he was, there i stand, where goes the loner for secret joy? Never trying to change, never forgot to ask, beside come the end of the junky's fade. There listen to an unless voice, carry on to face his lies. Unplug the real dye, unless for a ride,...

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Youth who fall for the truth, down under the bloody streets of Babylon, looking for the prophecy that never been born in the name of God. Such innocence waste in the fields of heroism, proud broken ideology, born under a fault, gaping the monuments of...

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Proud, acting for a new age, Rude, drafting the loners for the need of sacrifice, Elusive never give the right answers, Obscure for the fall of the empire, there stand the Heroes born to die under the rules of the Father, heroes never lie, never fly,...

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