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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Maybe I'm just the patchwork girl The Peter Pan of peculiarity Strung together with bits and pieces Of rusted charm With holes in my smile In the shape of unspoken words And maybe you're just a zombie Shocked back to life And still stumbling round the stage Defilbulater in hand ...
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    He's a golden Carbon-copy Of his father Carved carefully With features Held together by corrections Of his father's scarred form He's a statuette Placed on a regal throne And he's swimming in his father's shoes Drowning in excess Air Floundering like a fish in ...
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    I can hold death in my hands I can swirl the cherry red pills Along the counter Yet even with such power I jump at every sound To conceal my game And even though I could crush death To dust Under my heels My heart skips two beats Even though this processed death Man-made monster Has no ...
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    There's something thrilling About our silent conversations Fluid gesture, fleeting glance, ghost of a smile Reveal us, unravel us Spill out our midnight secrets That we whispered to our pillows Not expecting Him to be listening And yet to others We are strangers Whose masks hardly eve...
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    Destiny: Choice or Chance? What is the importance of the first choice? In My Antonia by Willa Carter, the characters’ whole lives are dependent on the beginning that led them on that path in life. The question then arises whether or not destiny is binding. If it is not, then the beginning has...
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    The cold, steel building leaves nature to rot In our world, money and glory we have sought With the tact of our cruel, selfish lot, And our own eventual demise wrought Yet worry not-Life is but a dream Peace by an unburied hatchet killed All because revenge must be fulfilled In the long go...
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    I hung in my dungeon cell, Chained by my flaws, Drowning in self shame, Assuring myself I wasn’t the only one, When they came. They whispered in my ears about a future Filled with dreamy peace, Acceptance, Even perfection. They painted pictures of my life Witho...
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    I watched her little hands wave goodbye. She buried her teary blue eyes in her teddy bear when I promised her that I would find her again someday. And then she was gone. In her place was a stranger, whose nappy hair was burnt straight, whose blue eyes are hidden behind thick globs of makeup...
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    It's another heart-breaking, Hair-pulling Disaster. You talk at me, Not to me Because you don't know who I am. It's another sleepless night. Put on a show for them all With my happy face. I'd scream for help, But your anger chokes me. No one understands....
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    Growing upward into the night. Living and dying forever. Waxed petals of spring delight, But a sharp ferocity lurks in their endeavor Outstretched, they desire more. Unsatisfied with their hand, they beg the Lord For a renewal, or an old to restore, But their greed will be ...
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    Hollow confusion haunts the heart, And the questions remain unasked. As purpose dwindles, The empty seconds stack higher and higher. The clock ticks on, A constant reminder of failure. Rushing only makes matters worse, though. Pushed further into the thick woods of confusion, ...

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