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	<title>The Personal Space of Rygar</title>
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		<title>acceptance </title>
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		<description> 
 Love no longer holds its edge, 
 With sledge hammers crushing blow, 
 Dulls the blade of this mans heart, 
 And me, forever on my own. 
   
 Realizing that our love is gone, 
 Replaced by hate, I say ENOUGH! 
 I can’t abide your treachery. 
 I may be strong but love is rough. 
   
 The road on high will be my path 
 I wont play this woeful game  ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>Michael E. Stone</dc:creator>
		<category>The Poetry of Rygar</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 07 Nov 2009 15:12:11 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>abandoned beneath the leaves </title>
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 Tortured, tormented and in pain, 
 My capacity to love supersedes all I do, 
 My heart has been buried under the compost. 
   
 Burned, chastised and forgotten, 
 Healing with time is foreign to me, 
 I’m lost among the stinging leaves and thorns. 
   
 Abused, beaten and left to rot, 
 I satiate some sick desire to be rejected, 
 Decaying vegetation mirrors my state of mind. 
    ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>Michael E. Stone</dc:creator>
		<category>The Poetry of Rygar</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 07 Nov 2009 15:10:35 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>my life, the lie, and pain</title>
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Lies upon lies, my life is but naught, 
Cry as I pry my heart from never, 
Even though the truths that I’ve taught, 
Could go on and on through to forever. 
  
Belief in my love is lacking of late, 
The grief that comes back in as pain, 
Kills the growing spirit just to sedate, 
Spills my blood near it to re-cloud my brain. 
  
Words bite bitterly and tear at my flesh,  ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>Michael E. Stone</dc:creator>
		<category>The Poetry of Rygar</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 18:57:43 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>His Evil Languished Land</title>
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		<description>   
 Mountains of fire cradle pools of sin, 
 Unfortunate desires of foolish skin, 
 Funeral pyre burning cool once again, 
 And me, just a liar as a rule I offend. 
   
 Seas of death boiling and flooded with hate, 
 One final breath before it’s too late, 
 Hope burns away, up in smoke to the sky, 
 I turn to leave, no escape so why try. 
   
 Winds of ash blowing hard, fanning the flame,  ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>Michael E. Stone</dc:creator>
		<category>The Poetry of Rygar</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 06:56:09 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>futile journey</title>
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		<description> 
Flowing from the knowing mind, 
Rowing in a river of time, 
Knowing not what I will find, 
Going mad, need to unwind. 
  
Seeing seas and rivers go by, 
Being me but living a lie, 
Leaving all of my fears to die, 
Grieving tears fall from the sky. 
  
Scared to look at what’s behind, 
Impaired and caught up in this grind, 
Dared to be for all mankind,  ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>Michael Stone</dc:creator>
		<category>The Poetry of Rygar</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 01:37:30 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>one can dream</title>
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		<description> 
In the wild and untamed wood, 
Where nymphs play, as nymphs should, 
And sprites joyously greet the night, 
And dance in merriment and delight. 
  
Fantastic scenes play out as dreams, 
Serenely draped in white moonbeams, 
Elves traverse this wondrous place, 
Themselves lost in earths embrace. 
  
Pixies flitter about without care, 
Their songs carried on the night’s air, 
Centaurs trot along wooded paths,  ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>Michael Stone</dc:creator>
		<category>The Poetry of Rygar</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 01:34:04 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>pity and pain</title>
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		<description> 
Fading memories, 
The mind forgets, 
The heart remembers, 
Full of regrets. 
  
It has ended, 
And it stings, 
Felt the love, 
And the pain it brings. 
  
Shutting down 
Both heart and mind, 
The love we had, 
Was hard to find. 
  
You moved on, 
To someone new, 
But the love I have,  ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>Michael Stone</dc:creator>
		<category>The Poetry of Rygar</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 01:32:14 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>no tours in the lab</title>
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		<description> 
My words seem to come from places uncertain 
Tried to convey the man behind the curtain, 
For once, the unexplained brain was displayed, 
But the inner musings inside should have stayed. 
  
The callus develops when interest is nil, 
At moments of honesty, even I wish to spill, 
The understanding of most comprehend me the least, 
Foreshadowing the lonely realm of this beast. 
  
Perhaps these are words that are best left unknown,  ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>Michael Stone</dc:creator>
		<category>The Poetry of Rygar</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 01:29:30 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>in the divine</title>
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		<description> 
Soon the day will end, 
Then the night begins, 
Out of the fiery spotlight, 
Free to indulge my sins. 
  
Under a cover of black, 
To the shadows I retreat, 
Waiting for the moon, 
My transformation is complete. 
  
Under the watchful eye, 
That guards us in the night, 
That watches our every move, 
That dances with delight.  ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>Michael Stone</dc:creator>
		<category>The Poetry of Rygar</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 01:24:04 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>frustration</title>
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		<description> 
Frustration.
 A well of ire 
 swelled beyond reason.
 This treason I visit 
 On myself.
 For reasons I can’t explain
 There is rage.
 Like a caged man
 I sit and wait.
 Even though the gate is open
 I cannot leave.
 I choose to believe
 I have control
 Over my anger.
 Though its painfully obvious
 even to me
 that you can’t tame
 the untamable.
 So I impatiently wait
 For the patience 
 To wait this out. </description>
		<dc:creator>Michael Stone</dc:creator>
		<category>The Poetry of Rygar</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 01:20:18 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>amorously deceased </title>
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		<description> 
Hours of glass and the minutes tick past 
So fast as I chastise you for your past,  
Realize that I judge for I am flawed still, 
The weakness of flesh, it makes the soul ill. 
  
With every ounce of being and soul,  
The duality of man really hits home,  
For in each of us, two entities soar,  
The good little angel, the devilish whore. 
                     ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>Michael Stone</dc:creator>
		<category>The Poetry of Rygar</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 01:15:38 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>careless use of words</title>
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		<description> 
You started this, not me. 
You lured me in and took my soul. 
And just as quickly, you went away. 
Now the sight of me makes you tense. 
I can no longer come and go as I please. 
Even though you said you would never say no. 
You say we are friends… 
But act like we don’t know each other. 
When in fact, we know each other better then 
Anyone ever has.  ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>Michael Stone</dc:creator>
		<category>The Poetry of Rygar</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 01:13:22 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>yelling at the void</title>
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		<description> 
I yelled away the demon, 
I screamed until she fled, 
And though I’ll always love her, 
I know our love is dead. 
  
We are not meant to be, 
In each others arms, 
And trying to reason why, 
Only does me harm. 
  
I thought I couldn’t live, 
Without you in my life, 
But I was walking blindly, 
Straight into a knife.  ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>Michael Stone</dc:creator>
		<category>The Poetry of Rygar</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 01:09:18 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>full moon rising</title>
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		<description> 
When your full moon rises, 
And the howling bays, 
And the clothes are discarded 
And the predator comes to play, 
Ill bring the leather, 
You bring the lace, 
Blood will be shed, 
Each other’s we’ll taste. 
Scratching and biting, 
Loving and fighting, 
We’re coming and going, 
The fluids are flowing, 
Growling and groaning, 
Howling and moaning,  ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>Michael Stone</dc:creator>
		<category>The Poetry of Rygar</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 01:07:59 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>trials</title>
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		<description> 
Tears of an angel streaming from a devils face, 
I’m out of place; my main goal is to stay in this space. 
The things I trace followed by the lines in my face, 
Misplaced affection only ends in disgrace. 
  
Every tear that is shed from the demon within, 
Feeling fear, feeling dread, I’m scared in my skin, 
This year has been hell, fed from the hole that I’m in, 
Disappear, and yell at the depth of my sin.  ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>Michael Stone</dc:creator>
		<category>The Poetry of Rygar</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 01:06:12 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>today</title>
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		<description> 
I sat there… 
Right in front of you. 
Reading the words 
That were created just for you. 
My love for you overflowing, 
Spilling on to the paper, 
In the form of salty rain. 
My pain evidenced by my shaky hand 
And trembling voice. 
And there you sat, 
Seemingly unmoved 
By the emotional display 
Unfolding before you. 
I collapsed in your lap, 
Sobbing uncontrollably …  ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>Michael Stone</dc:creator>
		<category>The Poetry of Rygar</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 01:03:31 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>succubus </title>
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		<description> 
The succubus came with a smile
 And a sweet word on her lips
 But plotting she was all the while
 And luring me in with her hips.
 She told me that I was special
 She said as she lied to my face
 And that there could be no other
 Until another has taken my place.
 And now I am left here alone
 Pondering that which went wrong
 Unforeseen forces unknown
 For the love that I knew is now gone. </description>
		<dc:creator>Michael Stone</dc:creator>
		<category>The Poetry of Rygar</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 01:00:59 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>spiritual musings </title>
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Theories of beings above and beyond, 
Mysteriously seeing those who have gone, 
Saving an inner and unseen glow, 
Or enslaving the sinner to be damned down below. 
  
Beliefs that are taught without consequence, 
Relief that is sought in prayer or vengeance, 
The human condition, the choices we rear, 
Exhuming perdition, for the God’s that we fear. 
  
Conceived in the hearts the most fearful man,  ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>Michael Stone</dc:creator>
		<category>The Poetry of Rygar</category>
		<pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 00:56:31 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>tethered </title>
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Delusional time, increments agreed, 
Using the mind to implement need. 
Abusing in kind the tree and the seed, 
Musing to find how we can be free. 
  
Freedom, a concept denied, 
Come to find it’s thwarted when tried, 
Free as a bird, pretty words but all lies, 
Me in this world chained to tears that I’ve cried. 
  
The fears that I’ve reared, living disgrace,  ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>Michael Stone</dc:creator>
		<category>The Poetry of Rygar</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 31 Oct 2009 14:02:00 GMT</pubDate>
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		<title>breaking free</title>
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 Wasteland of thought thinking thoughts I should not, 
 To face mans rot and interior plot, 
 Ulterior motive designed to betray, 
 Superior intuition left to die and decay. 
   
 Scarring of souls leaves reminders of guilt, 
 Memories of rain smell of sulfur and silt, 
 Main lining hope of absolutions respite, 
 The time of the never seems looming in sight. 
   
 I walk this road forever alone,  ... more  </description>
		<dc:creator>Michael Stone</dc:creator>
		<category>The Poetry of Rygar</category>
		<pubDate>Sat, 31 Oct 2009 03:50:08 GMT</pubDate>
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