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I cry blood I cry a very dark red blood I cry I cry to read along the lines I Cry a meaningless tear sometime…
I always Knew she Was going To be hot But not
They don’t Surprise me They live in a Different world Different city
One will fail to believe, if not Seen or perceived, what solemnly; Another heart had muster Precariously, for intent or brief A talent titled grief.
A drunk man once asked me Do you write? And I was like yeah I can put words together, He looked at the cup he was holdin…
glazing mortar, maze in order, the rate of those reluctant covers the least occupant, laziness takes over the other work… but with your might and focus,
What do I see I see people talking about me I see them whispering and I think… I see them plotting I can hear my mothers warning in m…
If i could love night more as my o… might and sleep next to night with… but just me and her blue iris sigh… her eyes that rest on beauty of endless flourish flight, owls, dog…
I still have Enough fuel To fill my Thoughts Because
There are many ways To start a poem and many Words to start one with. There are many ways to create A life and many styles involved
I find it Hard Reading a Long paragraph Of nothing
What more can you ask for? A momentum memorial of my art you… Or a possibility of the future of… Through my words you will ever rem… I will leave the lake and the seas…
Give me love O you, as sacred heart Are hard to trust. Plunge my bones With humor
I feel like I have seen them all And buzzing around in black and wh… White socked into bleach of evils… They wish to break us all but With divine intervention we surpas…
Is this it Is this love or desperation Is this how it feels to be dunked… Empty bowl My heart never really flutters