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Adrian Jones

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

8 poems·Since October 2013

Hi, my name is Adrian Jones. I like to skate, bake, play gui tar(space is there on purpose), write poetry(duh, that's why I'm here), and develop computer programs.

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Queens of the Light

June 28, 2014

Sodomize

Then Televise

Station to station, on the radio

Tell then more, about what you know

 

In your eyes

They're a prize

A shiny new trophy

Is what you see

 

Lips are torn

Where they are born

Dog, man, or ape

Why do you rape

 

My heart cries

As they die

Queens of the Light

Leave with hounds in the night

 

Flower beds

Are stuck in my head

All I see, is gray

All I feel, is red

 

Pieces of meat, for your appetite

Feeding on, Queens of the Light

Chew on, another tulip

Canine teeth, tear and rip

Would another, daisy

Please thee

Control over flowers

Is that power

 

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