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<title>Thoughts of My Pen</title>
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<title>My Cloud</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Following behind me it never lets up<br />
As the speed of my feet exceeds it maintains my pace<br />
Never leaving me long enough to smile<br />
Happiness won’t let me catch up to it<br />
Even as he looks at me and smiles,<br />
It’s obvious he’s already gone.<br />
My cloud will only allow tears<br />
Even as I pray for patience<br />
God no longer hears me,<br />
All I see is his anger.<br />
His anger becomes my own<br />
As my gray cloud begins to pore<br />
He looks at me in disgust and chooses the floor<br />
Leaving me behind within the suffocation of silence<br />
Where I curl up and pray this concussion takes me alive.<br />
My eyes open, wishing life was a dream.<br />
No longer running, my cloud hangs under me<br />
It’s today and everything is still the same.<br />
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<dc:subject>Lovepain</dc:subject>
<dc:date>2009-10-21T10:00:00-06:00</dc:date>
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<title>Excuse for Abuse</title>
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<description><![CDATA[I let the breeze speak<br />
When my mind leaks <br />
Ideals of peace and destruction, <br />
Infused with ideas of defeat and devastation; <br />
Patience with temptation and persuasion…<br />
Who have I become?<br />
When the mind goes numb<br />
From the appeal of this gun<br />
Exposing my weakness, <br />
My tongue, inking my indecisiveness<br />
With a bleak excuse for abuse…<br />
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<dc:subject>Spokenword</dc:subject>
<dc:date>2009-10-20T10:00:00-06:00</dc:date>
<dc:creator>Posted by Vinnisinni</dc:creator>
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<title>Measure of Faith</title>
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<description><![CDATA[I apply pressure to measure the distance between fact and fiction…  <br />
Imprison gravity whether affection is admitted or denied, <br />
Breathe swine in a divine attempt to be exempt…<br />
Hate me for my strength<br />
But love me for the gift<br />
Of my tongue, the way it slits the wrists of the fake<br />
And manifest the fate of the devious’ faith as bait…<br />
I am beyond the symbolic reasoning’s of everything great.<br />
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<dc:subject>evolution</dc:subject>
<dc:date>2009-10-19T10:00:00-06:00</dc:date>
<dc:creator>Posted by Vinnisinni</dc:creator>
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<title>Homelessness</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Branded with white lies<br />
His eyes see deceit <br />
As an opportunity to eat;<br />
An opportunity to feed <br />
His famished wants that has become needs, <br />
And how his mind bleeds<br />
Or how his body is in need of heat<br />
Under these cloudless existence…<br />
Where traffic steps over his home as he sleeps,<br />
Call it homelessness or call it indecisiveness…<br />
Notice it as an isolated attempt to rid his life of loneliness<br />
Or recognize it as a cry for help in this economic state<br />
That has branded minds with the differences in race<br />
Or has made hate an evident trait<br />
For struggle.<br />
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<dc:subject>Fear</dc:subject>
<dc:date>2009-10-18T10:00:00-06:00</dc:date>
<dc:creator>Posted by Vinnisinni</dc:creator>
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<title>Core of My Blood</title>
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<description><![CDATA[On the core of my skin, <br />
My blood boils calm<br />
Branding a sense of hate, <br />
Engraved permanent like the tattoos on my arm, <br />
Imprinting fear as if I were reminiscent of Saddam,<br />
I bear arms<br />
Like short sleeves;<br />
Waving like leaves in the breeze…<br />
Respect me on my knees <br />
Or derision me on my feet…<br />
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<dc:subject>Anger</dc:subject>
<dc:date>2009-10-16T10:00:00-06:00</dc:date>
<dc:creator>Posted by Vinnisinni</dc:creator>
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<title>Persistence </title>
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<description><![CDATA[The blade of my tongue <br />
Pierces my flesh as if my words were a gun<br />
Slung over mis-defined explanations<br />
And unobstructed restrictions,<br />
Imprisoned like the breath <br />
Withdrawn from the breeze left<br />
For excuses;<br />
Abusive;<br />
These lines of integrity <br />
Left for me to overcome <br />
With the venom of wisdom and patience, <br />
And in result I’m left with<br />
A standard of being,<br />
Being exclusively dominant over the competition<br />
As if the opposition efforts were exempt from existence…<br />
I am -- defined as effortless persistence. <br />
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<dc:subject>Spokenword</dc:subject>
<dc:date>2009-10-15T10:00:00-06:00</dc:date>
<dc:creator>Posted by Vinnisinni</dc:creator>
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<title>Mis-overstood</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Under my breath, <br />
I breathe the defeat life wishes on me<br />
As I shake the turbulence<br />
Of confusion with patience;<br />
<br />
The diligence that’s submissive to persistence…<br />
Call me thou greatness; <br />
Fear thou mind for that it possesses <br />
The endurance of intelligence…<br />
This astuteness,<br />
Possibly a significance to destabilize the earth off its axis<br />
With an aptitude to manifest a scotoma as opportunity<br />
To defy gravity:<br />
I believe, that I am me.<br />
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<dc:subject>Spokenword</dc:subject>
<dc:date>2009-10-14T10:00:00-06:00</dc:date>
<dc:creator>Posted by Vinnisinni</dc:creator>
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<title>Beyond Sacrifice</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Bruised with conflicts of a misused truth<br />
In a cocoon <br />
Of blame...<br />
Mind maimed <br />
From frames of a tarnished memory...<br />
The aroma tends to be reminiscent of a time<br />
Of blind breaths and shadowed existences...<br />
Of forgotten realities <br />
And fairytale beliefs that has imprisoned me<br />
In times of struggle<br />
Where the turmoil <br />
Boils with unseen stabs,<br />
Where tabs of the imagination <br />
Seems to be what life wanted me to be <br />
Rather than what I wanted from me...<br />
Tabs of when times were only as good as the oceans breeze<br />
And as dull as the suns' lost, <br />
Loss of determination, <br />
Lost from direction<br />
Within the gates of this hollow life <br />
Where the tales of survival thrives within personal sacrifice...<br />
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<dc:subject>Spokenword</dc:subject>
<dc:date>2009-10-13T10:00:00-06:00</dc:date>
<dc:creator>Posted by Vinnisinni</dc:creator>
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<title>Pain (Unedited/Imcomplete)</title>
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<description><![CDATA[I never went back to finish this poem...  I don't know why; I figure I would post it anyway.  Embrace it as a work in progress.]]></description>
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<dc:subject>Literature</dc:subject>
<dc:date>2009-10-12T10:00:00-06:00</dc:date>
<dc:creator>Posted by Vinnisinni</dc:creator>
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<title>The Worthless Powerless</title>
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<description><![CDATA[I won’t speak<br />
My tendencies<br />
Of success and defeat,<br />
But rather stab the incompetency…<br />
Abstract the ineffectual tones of an inadequate home<br />
Feeding jealousy as the remedy, <br />
Professing envy to encourage the weak,<br />
To encourage the frail,<br />
The insubstantial,<br />
Pathetic,<br />
Vulnerable cowards who preys on the unguarded;<br />
These powerless existences of energy<br />
Who’s breath is worthless<br />
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<dc:subject>Spokenword</dc:subject>
<dc:date>2009-10-10T20:56:28-06:00</dc:date>
<dc:creator>Posted by Vinnisinni</dc:creator>
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