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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I was counting ashes in irrelevance, and spitting each black spot a stain. Concrete marks that feel bleedingly obsolete. No warnings from a falling cloud, no stones from a flailing crowd. And while counting, I decided I was another log in the uproar. Another ash to spit on, another stain ...
  • Fiction > Romance
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    She never expected to find love beckoning her. No, Lacey always had to search for a man, and for reasons she claimed to have been over long ago. Her lack of looks and personality, according to her, were the culprit. She would sift through seas of men to no avail, and as of recently, would have to st...
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    I am a casket made to hold the living. The ground breathes with uncertainty. I pity the dead unable to see the beauty of a beating cemetary circuitry. maybe I'm just as nonexistant. For a shrill laugh left alone is just as buried as my empty skin, blemished by every unknown. I wish f...
  • Poetry > Sonnet
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    Unfair is the word that I feel I owe in regards of my heart's much sordid love. For my eye's contentment has yet to show since my heart's amusement has come undone. I try as I may to find a new muse but no moment that's come has seemed to fit. My romance, my yearning! has y...
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    They sung such a bosom based beat that it was hard to believe it was the colors belting, and not a beatnik in a jazzy ballroom. Falling, twirling, spinning- A vortex alive, a nature-born jive, a season of movement made art. And as leaves filled the air as a last hoorah, escaping the grabby ...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    The fiery lake might be a pleasant swim. Why not take a nibble?...
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    The only good thing about this poem is the name. I need attention. For some odd reason I feel entitled to a life superior. Ha, that's such a laugh. A perfect little pretty boy gets what he wants. The other joke is how he crys when it isn't completely around. Maybe he de...
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    Tell me I don't make you smile, and squirm in the best sense of the word. Tell me I'm vile, ensured that I can't make your thoughts heard, with flowers and sweets, in rhythm and beats that could simply drive you crazy. Tell me the things you tell yourself, that are, frankly, mor...
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    My skin is too stained with smoke to sleep. Smothered, suffocating, yet serendipitous. Rest? A foolish motion. Jests; a lacking notion, such as the way of romance, and per chance, the scorching stench of burnt wood....
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    A clear beauty is that which radiates through the dying gasps of kissing flames without a flutter or fluster. I can state, will state, will write how you manage to steal the stage in a stageless setting with a modesty that leaves you next to unnoticed at least to the eyes not worth noticing ...
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    I type when I write, so as much as I may add, I'm no classic, no purist, in fact I'm following a fad as I work with technology in familiarity? Eh, just a tad I'm simply a romantic with an ego to be had. I demand my words spoken, because for lights I'm a s*** w****ish ...
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    How easy it could be to be like you. Unassuming. Ask this: a pleasure? And answer: what measure? unknowing, in innocene, as you always are. How easy it could be to be a youth. Or a savior. A solve, a solution something other than the sensless sack of s*** that sits sullenly upon his thron...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    A curse or a cure? I can't stop writing for you. What a cruel pleasure...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Sensuality is said to be a sophistication far too tasking to the tongues of young poets. Yearning, d***fully lustful infatuation, the condemnation of a c***** nation that's lost its meaning of love. And eager are the motions of meager made commotions between sheets of silken bed; lost ...
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    “Sin tastes like chocolate, And I’ve got a sweet tooth.” I warned her As she disregarded my claim, Ignored my bout of chaos, And sat next to my throne, Cross-legged, in rebellion, The only other in My lonely Kingdom. “Hate feels like snow, And my touch is ice.” I reminded, As...
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    If you shared but a fraction of the warmth in your voice, I’d be heated for eternities after. Yet that warmth that spreads like a fevered fire, Is nothing compared to your laughter. And if that laugh were to bring a small smile to your face, You’d make my heart beat even faster. Small quir...
  • Poetry > Haiku
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    Fate's got this funny Way of finding fallacies Within your fervor....

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