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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    When you treat me like that I feel like a wrung sponge. When you’re cold and hard where I’m soft I feel cut When you press against my skinless nerves I feel annihilated. When you’re cruel like that I feel helpless When you’re indifferent I feel tears. When I give you my heart ...
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    Every day I look up at you and I’m looking across a barrier. This happens in silent, sideways moments. It’s always casual. And every day, I think about crossing it. I know I won’t. And I doubt that you will. It’s better for you over there, and better for me over here— More p...
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    Five worries, whole. One self-image, diced. Throw it in the pot; Stir it once or twice. One peeled and minced frustration; A dollop of self-doubt; One pound of pre-cooked paranoia Just to round it out. Add some coarsely chopped reflections, One can (drained) of mental toil; Then turn t...
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    My eyes are closed. My breath flutters across the pavement of a well-known street. I have been here since the beginning of time. I have not dared to open my eyes; but I see your eyes. Your eyes are my eyes. One. Step. Closer— across the eternal inch— and my body would be yo...
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    Summer ends and we fall away Nothing we can do or say But don’t you see This is a beginning for me Look at the rain Streaking the window pane Oh, don’t you know Nothing is the same Time to go Away from each other We know There’s nothing left to cover But still we try We run ...
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    Collier Change Cheese Caroline Cyrus Ceri Create Cry Call Color Craft Core College Chemistry Creative writing Cat California China Crumble Climb Cast Clay Collide Complete Coincidence...
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    Lost within the persona of myths, I am Lost within the persona of myths; will I give in? My heart is unopened unbroken bleeding clots of myths; like magma, they harden, stones throughout my being before my seeing. And whispering in my ear, no, in my soul— for my soul has left my ear...
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    Mother, I am a dreamer, a traveler of the mind; My love for thee is forever, but my place is not by thy side. The adventurer’s heart within me beats fire through my veins, And since I am bound by body I quest with what remains. To lands unknown and forgotten I follow my spirit...
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    In the empty spaces, in the blank spots on the pages, in the gaps between the lines, there the mystery lies. In the void in space and time, in the rest before the rhyme, in the silence of the song, the enigma stretches on. For— In the rift in black and white, we are there. On the ...
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    She wants to go mad with love so she dances a strange dance at the edge of the cliff overhanging insanity. She does not look down; instead she looks up believing if she falls the arms of the sky will catch her. She spins faster and faster out of control as though in a dream... She feels ...
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    The purple mascara you wore yesterday was hideous. You asked me if you did a good job with your makeup and I said yes, because it was true. Not a garish speck was out of place-- a perfectly applied purple bruise. In the moment I first saw you I stared, transfixed, not by your beauty, ...
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    It begins with such ease— the flow becomes a flood, a torrent. The colors of the universe come crashing in— a crystal clear blur of cosmic content. Whether it pours to my soul or from it I know not; it is the flow of life— who am I to question who I am, or why it flows through...
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    As time unfolded itself to encompass the blinded lights of our eyes, did we learn new truth, or did we know it all along? What would it be like to unknow what we have forgotten? Would it be remembering a world defined by nothing... or would it be like seeing an unknown ...
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