July 27, 2018 · 7:57 pm
Weapon X
UnBridled Rage
Captured In
Immortal Clay
by
the Master
Romell Chopraa
Brings
the Savage Soul
of Wolverine
to Life
With Such Skill
you Can Hear
His Silent Scream
& Feel Bodies Cleave
In the Words of Logan
Great Job
Bub
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December 24, 2016 · 7:24 pm
Howard Pyle
the Private
Wars
we Wage,
Our Minds
&
Bodies
the Twisted
Stage,
the Song
Rage
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August 18, 2016 · 2:32 am
J.W. Kennedy
Still Will
–
To be
Mental
to Use
my Mind
to Achieve
What’s
In Side
a Cage
That Causes
Rage
Is How
I See
my Life
the Limits
Like Sin
the Walls
I Hide
Be Hind
Morality
as my
Soul
Screams
Kill
Cut
a Sway
Through
These
Bloody Bastards
I Know
Another
Sick Depravity
my Will
Steel
to Live
my Life
as
my Master
my Answer
Steel Will
to Pursue
the Life
I am
After
Steel Will
I am
After
Steel Will
Steel Will
Cut
a Sway
Through These
Bloody Bastards
Steel Will
Steel Will
Steel Will
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March 29, 2016 · 1:08 am
Howard Pyle
140
–
140 Characters
Is my
Stage
Do not
Rage
About
the Limits
Of
a Page
But
Make
your Words
More
Meaning Full
Sage
I Say
To you
Dismiss
the Cage
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March 18, 2016 · 5:00 pm
Fritz von Wille
Thy Favorite
Spell
Hell
Possibility
Is What
Works
For me
Nothing Written
In Stone
Nothing
to Make
you Groan
This Is
the Way
It Has
to Be
you See
With Possibility
There Is
Never
a Cage
Nor
the Rage
Of Not
Being Free
Only Limits
Of the
Mind
I Find
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June 3, 2015 · 12:07 pm
Caspar David Friedrich
I Stare
At This
Blank Page
In Rage
That my
Words
Won’t UnFold
Desperately
I Grab
For a
Thread
to UnRavel
the Web
Of a
Story
Both Dark
&
Bold
Perhaps
One
I Dare
Dream
Never Told
I Search
my Soul
For a
Flash
of Light
In the
Long Night
That Has
Been my
Life
&
Find
Silence
Only Silence
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September 22, 2014 · 8:33 pm
Goddard
Dreams
of the
Things
I Have
Seen
Beyond
my Captors
Cage
of the
Pain
&
Shame
Heaped
Upon me
Till
the Rage
Bubbles
Up
&
Sets
me Free
Death
or Madness
It Must
Be
as I
Grab
the Jailers
Key
Fingers
Dig
Deep
Gasping
for Air
the Light
Dies
In His
Eyes
the Door
Swings
Showing
He
Is me
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September 9, 2014 · 1:54 pm
Sylvestre
Come
Taste
my Rage
A Million
Hills
Body
Filled
have I
Strode
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