benjamin bueno Poems

Act of indiscretion. Bullets over broadway. A painful litagation process. Im tired of being kicked around. Im starved for affection. Give my remains to broadway. By scratching my beard all day. So shy is a good deed in a weary world. I will reveal what i know. Comedy at its finest power. The day belongs to the decent minded people. There may be snow on the roof. But fire in the furnace.
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The drums of war. Sleeping with sirens. Reping the cage. Megaphone. Cringing paranoia. Im the man who came up with this poem. Im the one to take the turn. Courage invites critics. Forests of the spirits. Man is free. Men drown. And i alone escape. Where the real jungle began. Where the rubber meets the road. Fortune favors the brain.
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Here's the reality. Horror and hopelessness. My kitten watched t.v. with me. And it was so cute. But i had to let it go. And that night i would hear the mother meow in sadness.
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Light has lifted with overpowering life. And need i ask? Am i brought to what i see? My queen is at my eyes and love has found my soul. And now will be the moment in the entire expanse.
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