alan khan
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plagueA Poem by alan khansadness, coldness, pain.let them remind you who you are.so that frenzy and illusionwon’t carry their plague very far. |
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a sick danceA Poem by alan khani pine and burn too fervently for death’s adoration to ever truly make myself an unquestioning instrument for life’s joy. i bow to life bu.. |
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the glow/the flameA Poem by alan khanyears of closeness tear away the unnecessary bits..the cuteness, the need for validation, the spoken acknowledgments, the image of a living messiah, t.. |
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rebombardA Poem by alan khanit's been quite some time has it not?i'd like to believe that the skin crawling over my bones is now clean and free of all sin.but no amount of time w.. |
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unappreciatedA Poem by alan khanif your veins boil and your mind irrationally itches take comfort in it, you’re wanting to kill the love of your life.for the only hate that is .. |
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rash oh nullA Poem by alan khanplague and it's filth had clung to the fibers of my skin. beaten paths had become crumbled roads of dirt and stone. jagged edges of harsh .. |
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BOILED part 2A Story by alan khan"Yes i think you have." I put down my drink and quickly head toward the door. Only for his butler of sorts to cut me off. I said nothing. Nothing need.. |
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BOILED part 1A Story by alan khanin our cliched tale, a decade ago on earth, aliens we've referred to as the Distrone people landed peacefully and gave us a s**t ton of awesome techno.. |
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soaked in eveningA Poem by alan khanshed of all i dance and move slightly akinto an enigma in my naked skin.the night washes over my shoulders and back easily.luna wakes and peeks throug.. |
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burn and seerA Poem by alan khanthe world a wound burnt by chemical.a wound burnt by chemical. |
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