I was looking through my old jokes today, some of them are so tasteless I shocked myself

The Power of Words

I'm working on building a website, this is the poem that greets me;


The Power of Words

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A simple flower, a wilting rose, a lifetime spent in sadness

Now my petals bloom anew and deliver me from madness

I feared so long that I'd fade away and be easily replaced

But now I know I'm loved by all, I'd never be missplaced

Fore my words live on forever more and many people read

By sharing my work I live forever and that is all I need

Intruder

I was terrorfied this morning at a quarter to five by an intruder, I greeted the poor man with a bat. I must say he looked a little startled as well. No harm done, I invited him in and for the first time in what felt like an age I slept well. No fear, but what about tonight?

Fear

Night after night I face my terror, I quiver alone in fear
I can hear voices everywhere but I know no one is near
I don't dare close my eyes for fear of what may come
This anguish building up inside me is more than I can take
I Sit alone in the darkness praying that I wont see someone
I know I've got to hold on to something, but what happens when I Break?

I am lost and afraid, there is no one to save me
No hope of safety or any chance to be free
Tonight again I'll face the terror
I'll sit all alone in a small closed in space
it's my own fault I'm here, I made this error
I brought this upon myself by trying to save face

Now alone, oh so alone, forgive me for my fear
and spare me your pity on this cold lonely night
Spare me everything, but please stay near

Free

I was taken back to Melbourne today, if only in mind, but still a voyage I would not pass up.

I saw myself walking through the cobblestoned alleyways as I do everytime I'm there. Discovering little shops hidden from the world. Dancing along the banks of the Yarra, marveling at the water in the Crown. Drinking at the bar, Seeing faces I've not seen in the longest time. Making poeple laugh at my strange antics, eating flesh melting pizza by the slice, roaming the streets at some ungodly hour of the morning and yet still feeling safe, drinking at the bar, Dancing, how I miss the dancing. To be lost in what is a facinating experience right in the heart of a city of old and have most of the locals not know about it. To be free, because that's what Melbourne is to me, a place I can stop caring and just be free.

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mmm kittens