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Peaceful, At Last
Water seeps between my toes,sand sucks in with the tide;The sun bright above,The sea cold belowI breathe in deeply,inhaling the salt;See the seagulls fly above,free and liberalThe wind dances around ...
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Dust and Shadows
A/N: I was kind of bored. So I wrote this. I guess.~Her beauty is of plastic flowers,Shining and bright,but only as real as one wills it to beInhuman grey eyesseem ...
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Valentine's Innocence (For Teardrop's Contest)
Your hands are entangled,her fingers sticky, dried ketchup from the McDonald's lunch earlier.You laughed and talked about everything and nothing,pondering life over cheeseburgers and fries.You gave he
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Queen of Night Tulip
Author's Note: Spoiler! : I got the idea when picking up my little brother from school and seeing a girl walk out from a thrift shop, wearing ratty Converse, a ...
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The words are only rain.
This is my Poetry Pairs entry entry with ToriTheMonster who is epic and SHOULD BE ONLINE CUS WE NEED A FREAKIN' TITLE. Be as harsh as you can. We worked ...
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Amen.
I saw a girl die yesterday.She was weeping tears of blood,her skin, washed-out and paleas I dug the blade into her tight, veiny flesh deeper and deeper,past the gold crosses ...
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Cloud Nine
Butterflies dance on the tips of her fingers,where teardrops of paint dry. She isthrowing away those memories,forgotten like that promise fromtwo years backor the can of flat Diet Coke that ...
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Welfare babies.
~*~section A of the Medicare handbook, loud 'listen, listen' voices,cracked with age, withered with a strange hybrid of hope and disappointment.They have their faux designer bags bought at Chinatown f
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-2020
i pretend i can write poetry with the qwerty keyboard of my cell phone in order to feel some sort of aesthetical pride like i actually do have a point. ...
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Dinner.
I had dinner with him last night.She allowed the words to slip out of her mouth like ribbons,cerulean silk,with forgotten frayed ends-spoken to a person there but not thereat least ...
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Winter's love.
Spoiler! : This is just some random experimentation thing. I realize that this is very long so for any and every review I get, I'll award you 200 points. Thanks! ...
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oneirataxia
the inability to distinguish between fantasy and reality
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gnarled
there are names carved into the bark whittled out words that promise and swear of humanity's love and friendship and existence. there seems to be two trees in one, one ...
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deleted.
set to be published! :]
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swimming in the moroccan coast.
(cover your mouth and breathe through your pores, then dive, dive into this)
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parallels
i bleed secrets (sometimes when i am alone i mourn the things i could have should have done)
