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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    break me with your skelton fingers, your empty eyes and avian bones. my arms are witherered and body dust, yet these wings are still unbroken. I'll give you my sweat When you ask for tears; My blood when you yearn for Bones. You'll take my heart, And turn it black, Oh beautifu...
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    "Boys have cooties!" I jeered. Of all the cootie callers in the second grade, I was the most adament. In seventh grade, it was "I don't have time for boys." But now? Well... I glance at my computer screen. Nope. He's still not online. I sigh. He told me he's ...
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    I found her standing in her seat. Her arms were clenched, At perfect perpendicular angles, Immobilized. It was only her fingers that flew, Across the dark oceans of keys. She might have been beautiful. Should have, Would have, Could have. But there was regret seeping From her fingers; Fr...
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    With hardened eyes of molten steel, You gaze. In your darkened irises, One can see the insurrection induced; Pools of blood, Glistening in your sunken sockets. Are you haunted by memories past? Of delusive screams, And hollowed out hope. With skin as pale as a waxy candle, You are consume...
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    My paintbox has clattered open, Colors spilt, Into the sky, Beneath me. Hues of deathly bruises, Merge with pineapple's sunlit innards, Into a cloudless page. Against the dying heavens, Vibrant flashes of your hair, Spark raging flame, As we oscillate in fluid cadence, That only a ch...
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    Throw scrawled pages to the inferno- So patient a beast, Awaiting his flaming fuel with Inaudible haste Yet my scripted words, They cannot be burnt. Fling scribbled clutter to the stockpile, And set it alight- Fire is aid to annihilate all with time. So throw these scrawled pages to the ...
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    I take back my tears, In ages of childhood, For broken toys- Dolls of limp cotton, And their yarn hair, Its yellow faded soft, By summer's sun. I take back my tears, For grazes and scrapes; Red threads, Of lines and curves, Lightly ingrained, Upon unmarked skin. ('Twas merely ...
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    Faded tears, And decimated dreams- They do not sustain here; Amidst a world of shimmering fabrics, And pinned hair. Welcome to the world of gymnastics. Hands are shredded, From circular oblivion; Of spinning; Flipping; Between poles of wood, As you evoke a snowstorm, Of chalk dust, And ...
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    Let's start from the beginning, With a pencil and paper, A single letter, That blossoms into a word, Then a phrase, Then a fragment of humanity. Let's write a poem, And inspire a soul, Relieve the lost, From confusion and longing. If we fail, It's just a page of words, Col...
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    Should insurrection torment these lifeless streets; Smoldering debris, And plumes of smoke, Speak my name; And I'll fly away. Lest devestation be wreaked, Upon existance so crystalline, Gleaming shards, As I avert my eyes, Call my heart; And I'll fly away. If humanity shall cea...

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