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Steel Cut
Join Date: May 2013
Posts: 5,084
Battle Record: 19-10
Accomplishments - OM HOF (2x)
Champed - Fight Night LXXXIV
- Art of Writing League
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My pen is the Mayflower of thoughts that I wouldn't know
sentenced to wake cowards unconscious in hooded lobes. bent by the wave's power that tosses it's wooden hull, but entropy takes hours so odds're it's good to go... ...at least till I hit the shore, ink blots of a bookish hope but now Plymouth is marked by a significant cost understanding and awareness for an innocence lost epiphanies scar my looseleaf with ink-stippled thoughts simplicity wrought with insecurity, blurred by the thinnest of dots these precious signature flaws, won't rest a minute to stop singing the melodies of maladies that Whitman could not this the dimmest of plots, the struggle to come to terms with your shadows and still manage to go stumbling undeterred my pen can't handle another word, so I ask what Walt would do and sleep in agreement: "I am large (I contain multitudes)" |
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