* Poem * Species Dysphoria III

SPECIES DYSPHORIA III - The career chaser * * * | Dons catspaw talks proceed slowly privacy, first amendment teaser looks ditched enough to count on year renewed, urgency here | ![SD3_1_400.png](http://glycanthrope.com/SD3_1_400.png) | |...

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Realization

**Realization** Wallowing in my own self-pity Lackadaisical in nature Try to remain blissfull But within life comes realization It's too late now I fucked up I can't change what's already been undone I should have done what was...

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Coming of the Gray

Frost burned out the sky, With the coming of the Gray. No fires to keep at bay The coldest of the night. The ash is here, Light the lanterns dear. The best of plans, now awry With the falling of the rains. Darkness comes to reign, And all...

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#BoundlessFreedom

As I look into the night sky Looking at a far away star I want to reach out and say hi Yet I realize it is too far The night is an endless black Surrounding me with darkness I know to watch my back For life is not painless Life can hurt us in a...

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#GoingInCircles

Everywhere I go, everywhere I look I see men and women alike Repeating the same routines day by day Like a toddler circling the block on his trike It seems to be the way of the world today Back to the same place over and over again An everlasting...

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Army Ranger - Poem for Wolf Trooper

_There are not many folks who can_ _Call themselves an Army Ranger._ _There are not many who can walk_ _Without fear in front of danger._ _When a fur is given the badge_ _That turns them into a Ranger,_ _He is given a title and_ _Honor that...

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Extreme Butterfly - Poem for Nikkita

_HOLY F##CKING DICK TIT SPRINKLES._ _LOOK AT THAT F##CKING BUTTERFLY._ _THE MOST EXTREME BUTTERFLY THAT_ _WOULD KICK ALL OTHER BUTTERFLIES HIGH_ _INTO THE SKY WITH ITS EXTREME._ _SO EXTREME, IT RUNS ON BACON._ _IT USES BACON FUEL. SWEET F##K._...

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Poem of the dragon

_I call this kind of poetry "Spurred Poems". theyre short and are made simply so theyre not always brilliant. its just a way of expressing._ Restless night, due passing dawn Master of the sky wanes a call forlorn Till the sun may rise, the skies...

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Moving On

The pain, The anguish. He pushed it aside, Surprising himself. A single tear dropped, Yet again Unheard as it Splashed into the pool. "A pool of... my tears?" He said aloud, Jumping at the sound. It had been so long Since last he...

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One Dot Below the I

THE WAY YOU COME IN CRASHING THROUGH THE CEILING IN YOUR BURNING NIGHTGOWN SCREAMING WITH YOUR MOUTH ALL SMEARED AND BLOOD POURING FROM YOUR EARS AND INTO OUR QUIET LIVING SPACE YOU BRIEFLY REMIND US OF THE IMPENDING DISASTER THEY TALK ABOUT ON...

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Foot Falls (Hold My Hand)

Leaves falling down. Brown leaves, pale green leaves, purple leaves. The wind picks up. Lakes start freezing. The waters grow cold. Ice is forming. Rain is transforming into snow flakes. A slow transition. The days grow bleak. Warmth leaves the air,...

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Song of the Freed Sailor

Sailing the waters, so young and just me, Ye ledle-ledle-lee ledle-ledle-lee di di di, The waters were high and I felt oh so free, Ye ledle-ledle-lee ledle-ledle-lee di di di. Sea, oh ye waters, so tall will hit me, Ye ledle-ledle-lee...

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