June 9, 2016 · 12:25 pm
William Etty
Nothing
–
Nothing
Because
There’s
Nothing More
to Take
Just
Heart Ache
–
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December 16, 2015 · 9:23 am
William Etty
If I
was Running
for President
my Motto
would Be
–
America
for Americans
You’re Not
Black
or
White
Christian
or
Muslim
When you
Come
to America
you Are
an American
a Shining
Sword
to Light
the Dawn
the Greatest
Nation
Ever Born
#B27321
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October 31, 2015 · 4:09 pm
William Etty
A Thousand
Words
my Tongue
Has Traced
a Cross
your Skin
First
the Alphabet
Then
Words
I Never
Dreamt
to Speak
Of Love,
Lust,
&
Bondage
How we
Meat
#B27321
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July 21, 2015 · 12:58 pm
William Etty
Off Chasing
Butter Flies
with Beautiful
Wings
She
&
me
Just
a Tasty
Dream
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December 12, 2014 · 4:56 am
William Etty
Red
&
Gold
Is the
Pool
Reminding
me
Of you
the Blood
&
Money
Spent
In Pursuit
Of
a Rippling
UnTouchable
Dream
‪#‎B27321‬
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September 24, 2014 · 6:26 am
William Etty
Only
I am
Left
Trees
Still
Ring
With the
Screams
of my
Kinsmen
Is my
Will
Steel
can I
go On
Through
this Mist
Shrouded
Forest
To the
Devils
Very
Door
#B27321
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September 21, 2014 · 3:47 pm
William Etty
Down
the Corridor
Must
I go
Knowing
I will
Never
See
Home
Only
Forward
May
I go
Father
Time
Will not
Rewind
#B27321
–
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June 4, 2014 · 6:18 pm
–
What are you
reading?
William Etty
The Skein
of my
Wyrd
–
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