WebbThe Best Poem Of Butch Decatoria Togetherness Song Please don't leave Oh Love, don't go Stay with me In the Afterglow Peace in these Wars of theirs devoured Self & wish are only To its self the power Full of hails Grace To marry the World In the strong Softness of Beloved Please don't leave My love, don't go... (Stay with me in the Afterglow) Webb1. 'Intelligence without reason is a gluttonous man at the buffet'. 2. "Intelligence without meaning is a photo album without the pictures". With great 'knowledge' comes great …
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WebbRT @SalahNordin: “I am she Who waits through the night. I am she Who equals the strength Of his light.” Butch Decatoria. 08 Mar 2024 15:12:27 Webb2 aug. 2024 · She judges the world by her narrow creed; A brewer of quarrels, a breeder of hate, Yet she holds the key to 'Society's' Gate." The poem talks about two women she knew and how dissimilar they were. While one was cheerful and merciful, the other was cold and chaste. The poem talks about how society reacts to each of the women. 6. … problems signing into mygov
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Webb9 feb. 2024 · Butch Decatoria 47/M/Las Vegas, Nevada, USA "The thing about love is that we come alive in bodies not our own" - Colum McCann (Let The Great World Spin). The … Webb5 okt. 2024 · Butch Decatoria 27 SEP 2024 AT 20:56 Deaf is a mind that doesn’t mind being blind. Mute. We heralds of the Light, Need not speak or see nor listening in They do what they do, demons in their night Beastly feircely maul all things alive We have that glow with soul, Life alights down below, in deep dark holes A hell in the mind can foul the soul Butch Decatoria Poems Dec 2024 I Am SHE (for Women's Day) I am she Who compliments & completes The dream-lover and wishes Made when he is asleep. I am she Who suffers the most, Giving birth, cradling ghosts, As the crone or maid, (Once and always) Sister, mother, daughter, wife. I am she Who waits through the night. I am she regine mccracken