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Angels on the ground

We all have heard about those
stories that tell about demons
of every single kind you know
the ones who live inside of every  single human ever born including  you and I, in fact, I myself have  written and will continue to write  about the continuing fight that I have
with mine, being that they are
all really just imagery to place in  front of the many manifestations  in our minds of the evils of this  world like drinking, drugs, sex,  and many other addictions of  every kind, coming forward in  time from the days of old that  the Bible told if something is good it
has to come from God and all
of his angels above and if it's
bad well we all know that the
devil must be behind it because  he always makes me do it, you  see we learn that at a very early  age when caught being bad we  must lie, deny, and blame some  other guy, so we do not get in trouble,  come on you know everyone has  done it at least one time in your life,  but really I need to say with all  honesty and much modesty that  …

My soul got completely lost in that one brief moment of time, but my heart stepped in and helped to find its way home.

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My soul got completely lost in that one brief moment of time, but my heart stepped in and helped to find its way home.
Poet

Poetry is not just the rhyme of words or phrases anyone can write a sentence down on a piece of paper the difference is the ink that a Poet bleeds.

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Poetry is not just the rhyme of words or phrases anyone can write a sentence down on a piece of paper the difference is the ink that a Poet bleeds.
Poet

I could not decide whether I wanted you in my dreams or not, so instead, I wrote you into the lines of my poetry so you would forever live in my soul.

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I could not decide whether I wanted you in my dreams or not, so instead, I wrote you into the lines of my poetry so you would forever live in my soul. Poet Richard M Knittle Jr.

While his heart was starting to fall madly in love, her soul started asking for God’s blessing high above.

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While his heart was starting to fall madly in love, her soul started asking for God’s blessing high above.

Poet Richard M Knittle Jr.

When her heart started pounding out a song about the rhythm of love, his soul asked hers to dance under the full moons glow.

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When her heart started pounding out a song about the rhythm of love, his soul asked hers to dance under the full moons glow.
Poet

Poetry is a smile or a tear, laughter and fear's, good times and the bad, happy or even sad, Poetry is and will always be, our hearts and our souls who need to speak.

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Poetry is a smile or a tear, laughter and fear's, good times and the bad, happy or even sad, Poetry is and will always be, our hearts and our souls who need to speak.
Poet

I can still smell the sound of laughter when I hear the teardrops fall.

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I can still smell the sound of laughter when I hear the teardrops fall.
Poet

Poetry, because our souls have something they need to say.

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Poetry, because our souls have something they need to say.
Poet