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Random Poem:

A Cooked Beat
Vinny

Burn to cinders. O illustrious heart,
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you are swollen with lies;
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throw your volumes,
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your tomes, into the fires
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of pounding irony; watch them
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transform and rise.
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As ash carried by the currents,
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they flash as little lives,
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unlived li(v)es,
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flashing before your very eyes.
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[Watch them or not,
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  but feel their fires presence.
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  Heart, feel them on your cheeks
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  and too the ashes rolling
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  on your very red tongue,
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  tasting the bright cherries pop
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  --once, when you were young,
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  it swelled your pride, when
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  you bit--on your very little tongue.
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  You became a writer
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  for your secrets which desired
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  justification.
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  You closed your eyes
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  to a smoldering fire,
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  but watched and grabbed,
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  at those little
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  floating sparks of
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  little unlived lives.]
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So burn to cinders, O illustrious heart,
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you are broken with lies.
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Or let that tongue swell forever,
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but choose one:
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A)Sanity
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B)Vanity
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