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Category: Poetry

  • December 26, 2010
    I ask myself, cryptic heart sorrows… Why does satan hug me like he misses me? Why does this lonely walk…
  • Graffiti Bleu

    December 19, 2010
    This is my life right here. The rebirth of my creative life. I have looked the dragon square in his eye and…
  • December 15, 2010
    As the ice came down and flame found its stride in the X-mas chimney, I laid ink in cursive to…
  • December 12, 2010
    I lick the two gate keepers of my spoken words/ Remaining speechless trapped within the day dream of a day…
  • December 5, 2010
    Shoulders heavy with comprehension’s failures Making bare feet drag through hot rough sands. High noon beams reality in despair’s dessert…
  • The Sit Down by Graffiti Bleu

    December 4, 2010
    Just because you have a knife, fork, napkin and appetite doesn’t mean that you’re bringing something to the table. Funny,…
  • Graffiti Bleu

    October 17, 2010
    Business before pleasure, unless pleasures your business. A meeting with a Diamond I must see to believe. Patiently I wait…
  • Graffiti Bleu

    October 11, 2010
    Evolution is imminent So there’s no need to say. You are better this way. We are better this way. So…