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P.O.M

P.O.M.

Their fire is not seen for miles;

Blazing,

Roaring,

Silent, but ferocious.

 

They are brighter than what catches the eye.

They will be able to burn forever.

They just need their match to ignite.

 

-DP

 

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Trust is an illusion

Trust is an illusion. A systematically flawed word. A total forgery of a statement. Trust assumes infallibility - without errors, mistakes or fuck ups. How do we trust others when we can't even trust ourselves .. If the potential gain outweighs the potential risk we're likely to oblige. Whether the repercussions be momentary or long standing, we're going to indulge in whatever we feel is beneficia...

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Do you see me, too?

Trevor, I saw you again—

I saw you sitting at the desk right beside me in Mr. Tracey’s seventh-grade homeroom,

Filled with twenty unhygienic twelve-year-old students. It smelled of strong coffee in a thermal.

A clock rests above the door. It ticks away the moments.

 

You were wearing that ratty brown zipper-up you liked so much.

The one that smelled as if it hadn’t seen the insid...

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A Little Place I Know...

We all hate the government
but what can you do 
just drink in the evening sun
talking with old friends

A little place I know
when our graft is done
we go…

Cobbled streets, thin passageways
snaking pipes embrace the buildings
in the shadow cast by evening sun
standing with good friends

A little place I know
let’s grab a bus
and go…

Who voted 'leave', not one man here
I'll sta...

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"A Friend Who Still Loves Us"

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Even when our sins had Him crucified

And He's hurting way down deep inside

Jesus still loves us....A friend who still loves us

And though a thousand tears He's cried

Jesus still loves....For this is why He died

Jesus always wants to be our friend

Even if we hurt Him in the end

Jesus still loves us....A friend who still loves us

And though a thousand tears He's cried

Jesu...

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