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Stop writing poetry from your maudling bed and self intimated prose stop reflecting on your loses and loves from your gleaming white porticulus remove that feigned degradatory smile and turn your pages it is not your time   stop playing at sorrow that never was wounded stop lolling round the house with wordy books from your step mother turn off the news and forget your fears it is not your luxury to write   Why? Well death is hawking this planet right now there is a kid about to bre...
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Poetry / Black President
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Well will it be a new tomorrow hope springs from gallows and burning crosses and will change be there or just more of the same no difference for the small man whatever his colour.   The elephant and the ass are on there knees this time puppets swinging from the cook house tv station as rating and jokes forget about the unemployment line in Kentucky   while the East and West coast drive into to watch the show and laugh as tax falls     No America you wont elect a black pres...
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Well its been 5 years now since i last spoke to youand you replied in your cockney Dublin brogue A budweiser and maloboro light made things palatable as we all gazed at the abyss before us you were small now ravished by strong drugs given from the Marsden designed to keep you with us your face somehow lost its wrinkles and you looked like a young boy as atear escaped from your stoical eye i got you up for some tea and normality while you nearly died in front of me and the pain for all as we l...
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original thought is pure and comes rarely during your thirties when you really know something and is fizzes like phosphorus you cant sleep because you need to pursue to prove to put down for that light bulb moment then it is hidden taken from you analysed and paralysized by those who know and are paid to doubt until no longer you connect and the light has gone out you give up all hope of it ever being true then they look, and see oppurtunity and make it acceptable tailor it for their own mean...
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Humor/Satire / Who is Gordon Obama?
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well, i love seeing the democrats snatch defeat from the jaws of victory just so that guy from vietnam can get his finger on the trigger. why not let someone else run the second largest democracy like Emperor Ming. Mean while we have Gordon Brown who has nationalised all our banks debt and sent this Island into terminal decline. I have decided to set up a tent in my garden, eat beans and live off raw vegetables till Gwyneth Paltrow gets elected, or failing that the Terminator. At least we cou...
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Novel Treatments / An Angel Who Left
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really insightful, made me think, particularly liked Well in fact, they usually do no research at all. They review the research the drug company gives them that the drug company did on their own drug! And so common sense would tell you what these former/future drug company executives are going to say about the safety of the new drug right i think some of it is naive though, i am a drug company executive and you should see the paper work i have to do to push my rather mediocre drug
Journal, Diary, & Blogging / THE BOREDOM OFFICE
your a head case who needs some bromide. you sound like a reluctant nerd, your wasted in that office, try being a porn star like me, just shag shag shag, and the odd uzi.
strong review, emotive heart felt liked There is no God, here, no hope, no light and little mirth except that which falls from the lips of his companions. He is bound by the delight of others amid a desolate existence touches on the freud also slightly repetitive also too long a condensed version would be better nice try
Horror / He Is Here Again
I loved this work particularly this passage The demon is here now. His rage again. I feel it coursing through me. Back in my conscious the pain in my fingertips back now. I look at the bloody mess at the end of my fingers. I gag. The pain spreads across all my fingers now. I see the bugs moving beneath my skin. Crawling. I fear they will continue to move up my body if I don’t take action. I bring my hand to my mouth. I taste blood. It’s oddly refreshing. Rejuvenating. I bite hard into my own ...
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