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Waterhouse

Wrong

Finder
Don’t Like
No Rhymer
Thinking
Poetic Verse
a Curse
She Hopes
to Hold
my Thoughts
At Bay
to Slay
the Singing
Song
That Is
my Pen
Wrong
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Waterhouse

Waterhouse

Stranger

Stranger,
What Is Stranger
Than Looking
In to the Eyes
of a Man
you Will Never Meet.
a Wooden Effigy
of a Man
Meant to Save me.
Save me,
From What
a World Gone Mad
From Lust & Spite.
From Religions
Screaming Kill, Kill, Kill,
In the Dead of Night.
From Politicians
Who Want
to Control my Every Right.
Stranger,
What Is Stranger
Than the T.V. Blasting Media
to Make me Number & Dumber
Than Ever Before.
Till I am So Scared
of a Quite Mind
That Constant
Stimulation
& Instant Gratification
Has Drove me Nuts.
Stranger,
Staring In to the Eyes
of a Freak,
a Man Who Thinks
He Can Be Free.
That Shackles & Prison
Don’t Mean a Thing.
That Broken Wings Can Fly.
Stranger, That Man Is me,
the Mirror Reflecting
Till Cracks
Are All I See.
Stranger, Stranger, Stranger,
the Stranger Is me.
Cut Off From the World,
Till my Soul Screams
For Human Touch,
But Strangers, Strangers,
Are All I See.
Strangers to the Pain & Tough,
Strangers When we Know
we Die a Lone.
What Is Stranger
Than Forcing my Mind & Thoughts
In to 200 Word Counts,
to Appease
my Greed & your Need.
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Arthur Rackham

Arthur Rackham

the Loneliness

&

Helplessness

of Grey

Walls

&

Locked Bars,

of Master

&

Slave

&

the Thoughts

That Remain

Their Voices

Sang

Like

the Grave,

Spiral Down

the Abyss;

Justice’s Kiss

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Antoine Wiertz

Antoine Wiertz

//—-

Discarded
Dreams
of Immortality
&
Meat
Puppets
that Scream
of Blood
that Flows
like Sand
Reanimated
Man
the Damned
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https://inkandironheroicfantasy.wordpress.com/2014/09/12/inkiron-heroic-fantasy-47/


These Are my Thoughts
As I Dine On
Canned Beer
& Beans
& Meat
Better Left
Unexplained.
They Say It Came From Fukushima,
Radioactive Waste
Flooding the Seas.
I Just Know
It’s Real,
Like West’s
Sinful Serum
the Dead
Won’t Stay Down.
Killing Friends,
Lovers,
& Kids
In a Nightmare
That Won’t End;
a Game Played
In Blood,
Bullets,
& Pain.
Head For the Hills,
Fresh Water,
the Mountains,
the Oceans;
Poison,
the Cities
Choked
With a Rictus
Grin.
This I Say
To you,
When the Dead
Walk
the Living
are Damned.
#B27321

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Franz von Matsch

Franz von Matsch

Gloom
Seeps
In to
my Soul
As the
Stream
Gives Way
To the
River
Styx
Thoughts
of Achilles
Last Dip
&

the
Loss
Pride
can
Invoke
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Francis Barlow

Francis Barlow

the Canopy
of Colors
&

the
Caress
of Chill
Winds

Ushers
In
Thoughts
of the
Harvest
&

the
Promise
of the
Hearth
Fire

Dreams
of Howling
Wolves
Both
Beast
&

Man

Driven
Down
From
the Hinder
Land
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