- Non-Erotic Poetry
- The Birth of Us
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Copyright 2003
I want to remove all your evil,
Shape it in my hands,
Play it like a violin
Creating magical rock bands.
They would scream out all your faults,
Taking care with articulation.
Making you the inferior
Under this steeple of degeneration.
Indiganantly you punish the comets
Destroying my arbour of creations.
Conspiring without ardour
Seeking to weaken its' foundations.
Intensely mournful, I regulate
The lesser beings toward free will;
Aborting the plans of my perfect eden
Blighting them with our poison pill.
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