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stuck below hopeA Poem by freelancejousterviolent whispers grate at your ears,sending you to states of convulsion,crackling knuckles,type upon ivoriesand teeth clack along to the beat.you're s.. |
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dallianceA Chapter by freelancejousterlazy fingerstrail through over-long hair,it's summer,no time for cutting dead proteinswhen you could be laying,spooned against another,slimmer than yo.. |
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Thoughts of a ValentineA Poem by PikachuHey baby girl whats up? Todays the day of a year. I see you there, said hi my sweet lover. Im still shy. When I see you I get nervous, when you hold.. |
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Filtered ThoughtsA Poem by The Ivory OwlThere has always been a jumbled mass of thoughts and ideas floating in my mind. Sometimes they build up so fast that I can hardly cont.. |
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The TreeA Story by Amund SchofieldA man's dying thoughts |
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on the rooftopA Poem by Daniel Atkinsonwe will never be what we want to be. |
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in which we reconsider what we believe inA Poem by freelancejouster"you've put a lot of faith in something imaginary."and there was that overly-long pause,that hung in the air,refusing todissipateandprobinggently for .. |
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violent dream joustingA Poem by freelancejousterstatic cracklingin the back of my mindthreatens to overtake.mock battling for controlthey'll lose,and they know it,but they're learning strategy.and q.. |
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patienceA Poem by freelancejousterour story doesn't have to be tragic,you know that, don't you, darling?when i said forever,i meant it,and i know that the waiting's painful,but we'll b.. |
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predatorA Poem by freelancejousterblood-red thoughtsflow through gossamer minds,seeking solace and vengeancefor something they scarcely remember.a splattering coughand a sticky residue.. |
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empty roomsA Poem by freelancejouster"are you still there?"i crept around the cornerquietly searching foran answer to my question.i heard a whisper,a shuffle,and a shaking rattle of a cou.. |
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behind battle field linesA Poem by freelancejoustermachine gun rattle anda row collapses under agitated friendly fire,the green horn,blinking back insanity lightsand crazed urges to peep and peerat his.. |
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Ode to Awakening from SleepA Poem by Zoe JayIt’s a strange place in here Where it’s definitely dark But there’s nothing you can’t see And your changed perspectiv.. |
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Nothing is RightA Poem by marielondonIt isn't supposed to be like this.These are my thoughts every long dayas I watch the wrong things happen between the wrong people.She smiles at her ow.. |
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in which i should perhaps feel rather foolishA Poem by freelancejousterjack hammer tapping at my noggin,breaking thoughts into piecesand patience into fragmentsand i know that i shouldthink before i speak,and perhaps even.. |
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photographyA Poem by freelancejousteran exploration,we're calling it,a delve into the wilderness,camera for companions,gritty strapsdigging into sweating necksin the forest heat.photograp.. |
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in which i half-remember my pastA Poem by freelancejousterstop-action images flashbehind half-lidded eyes,struggling againsta controlling urge to sleep.she's on my mind again,walking, or more like invading -t.. |
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