By Evan Mantyk Get this thing out of my mind, It should never undermine, It should go and let me be, It should go and I’ll be free! Tear it out from in my heart, From its madness I can part, From its gladness I can leave, From its sadness...

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By Joshua Philipp We laid in mud at sorrow’s end, in a land of woeful souls. It’s a place where dreams of hollowed men are flown as flags on poles. And weary riders seeking doom ride blindly over cliffs. Machines of burden click and boom and send the bodies stiff....

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A hunchbacked man, at least a hundred years old Hobbles by as I wait for the train, I brace for the inevitable sharp pain, When his grotesque odor will soon take hold, But, to my surprise, instead, the proud bold Smell of a rich cologne reaches my brain And I...

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