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Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

The Pilgrim’s Progress

Adversary of Man

you Ask
What
the Devil
Means
to me
Why
He Is
me
& I
be He
Since
I First
Felt
Want
or Desire
All Those
Things
That Make
me Less
Than
I Could
be
the Adversary
of Man
I am
the Second
Side
of my
Hand
the Loss
of Hope

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https://theprose.com/post/153057/adversary-of-man

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Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Howard Pyle

Rejection; Depression

Rejection
a Word
I Know
All too Well,
a Word
That Has Burned a Hole;
Marked my Soul.
Driven me To be a Lone.
Never to Know Home,
to Own Nothing,
But Scars I Can Not Hide;
That Multiply
With Each Passing Day.
They Weigh One After Another;
Suffer.
That Is the Bread I Break,
the Ache
of Never a Praise
or a Raise
to Lift me a Moment
From my Torment.
my Eyes Search
For Why
This Has to Be my Fate
& May Be
I Cry
Just a Little
When I Remember
It Is Too Late,
To Begin a New;
to Bloom.
So I Huddle In my Covers
& Dream Dreams of Death.
For I Have Not the Courage Yet,
to Die;
Sublime
& In my Mind
I Find
Depression At Its Best,
a Laughing Joke,
Another Poke;
That I am Neither a Live or Dead
Just Shambling Through
One More Room
In This Tomb
I Call Life
& I Wonder To my Self
Could This Be a Test;
Then I Smile;
Liar.
Don’t Bother Trying
It Will End
Just Like the Rest.
So Don’t Sit & Fret.
It Can’t Be Met,
Perhaps It’s Time
to Rile Up
the Demons In your Breast;
To Summon Up
All the Angst & Hate
& Serve Them Up a Bitter Plate
Rife With Gun & Knife.
So They May Share
the Loss That Is my Life.
These Are the Things
That Swirl Through my Brain,
That Drive me InSane;
Red,
Raw,
Murder.
Shall I Take your Hand
ForSake This Land
or Am I too Weak,
Another Loss I Think.
Another Rejection
to Add to my List of Depression,
a Debilitating Disease
That Will Have you On your Knees.
Not Good For a Thing
That Is How It Has me
With Out
Hope
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https://theprose.com/post/146018/rejection-depression

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Antonio da Correggio

Die For me

Do Machines Dream,
I Only Know
my Sex Machine
Died For me.
I Know
Who Writes
About Such a Sick Thing;
a Sex Machine,
a Vat Grown Organic:
She.
I Did Not Invent
The Technology,
But I Did
Pervert It
to My Own Need.
Why you Ask;
Simple,
Loyalty.
They Would Die
or Suicide
Before They Gave Up
On me.
I Kept 5
I Wanted 10.
Only One;
Gemini
Was Better
Than the Rest,
One I Intended To
Put To the Test.
To Afford This Lavish Life Style,
to Afford my Pets;
I Did Things,
Things
Some People
Would Regret.
Mainly
I Killed;
Poison, Gun, or Knife;
That Was the Road
I Stood.
She Would End Up
Giving Her Life;
She Who Was Like a Twin,
Like a Second Skin;
Who Could Have Been a Wife.
Will She Be the Same
When She Down Loads
To Night.
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https://theprose.com/post/144636/die-for-me

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Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Howard Pyle

New; Knew

I Don’t Know If Its New,
But I Do Know It Was New To me;
Nor Had I Ever Heard
Such a Thing Described To me.
For I Don’t Believe
They Are From This World or Any Other.
Demons Ripped From Another Dimension;
Nightmares Rendered Real.
Crazy I Know.
That Is Why I am Writing This,
Because Only On Paper
Can I UnLeash
This Torrent of Conflicting Emotion.
To Try To Make Some Sense of It,
To UnBurden my Mind,
Because Sex & Drink
Just Doesn’t Make It.
the First Time
I Was Drifting Through Some Southern Towns
& I Came Upon It,
In a Glass Case;
a Human Brain
With Filaments
Like Spiders’
Legs
& It Spoke To me,
In my Brain of Its Need to ImPregnate me.
I Escaped & Returned to Kill It
& Its Keeper.
Once Again
When I Was Working
As a Carny In a Run Down Town,
I Dealt Death to Another
In the Visage of An InSane Clown.
Nothing In the News Papers,
No Bounty On my Head;
I Know I Killed Them;
I Know Their Dead.
I Don’t Want to Go Back;
I Don’t Know If I Should.
Scared,
Edgy,
Shot Gun By the Bed;
Crazy,
MayBe;
I Can’t Get Them Out Of my Head.
I Can’t Stay I Have To Go.
Wait;
What Was That,
a Knock On the Door.
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https://theprose.com/post/143098/new-knew

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Evariste Vital Luminais

Evariste Vital Luminais

Captain Bull Shit

I am
a Super
Hero
I Cry
Bull Shit
When Ever
I See
It
If I
Have
Abused
my Powers
Only you
Can
Tell me
How
to Stand
In
a World
of Plastic
Clowns
Is Why
I Was
Endowed


Bull Shit
Is
the Cry
As I
Dot
you
In
the Eye
Bull Shit
Is
the Theme
As I
Beat you
To
your Knees
Bull Shit
Is
the Sound
As I
Put you
In
the Ground
#B27321

Now Remember
Kids
Only you
Can Prevent
Bull Shit

https://theprose.com/post/49076/captain-bull-shit

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Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Joshua Reynolds

Joshua Reynolds

Secret

I Think
What
Do you
Look Like
my Beauty
my Beast
Why
Do you
Hide
From
the Eyes
Of me
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https://theprose.com/post/48524/secret

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Howard Pyle

Howard Pyle

🙂

Some
May Ask
Why
I Drop
By
&

Grin
a Smile
Is Like
your Tiny
Friend
Some
Would Say
the Highest
Praise
Since
No Words
Can Steal
the Light
of Day
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https://theprose.com/post/46841/n-a

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Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Lawrence Alma-Tadema

Lawrence Alma-Tadema

you

I Just
Want
To Make
the Pen
Sing
That Is
my Dream
Why Must
you Always
Look Down
On me
a Tortured
Thing
Condemned
To Be
No Help
From Thee

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https://theprose.com/post/40926/you

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Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Waterhouse

Waterhouse

Why So
Serious
the Joker
Said
To me
As I
Was Taking
a Pee
Strange
As It
Seems
I Said
Are you
Talking
To me
Laughing
He Turned
Out
the Lights
As He
Went
To Leave
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https://theprose.com/post/36937/untitled

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Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Antoine Wiertz

Antoine Wiertz

☆ SHAMAYA ☆

@otepofficial

What

Do you

Does It

Or

Are you

Going

To

me

Get In

the

 –

I am

to Get

That

you

Feeling

you’re

&

I

Am

No

 –

Why

If you

Are Not

Going

to Take

the

&

Leave

your

 –

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