Brittney
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PerceptionA Poem by BrittneyCan we look at death as beauty? Will that conceal our fear of fate? Do we await a day of amargendon? Or is that my mind just running late? .. |
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The wise man.A Poem by BrittneyBased on a dream I had. |
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Confined.A Poem by BrittneyTrapted in confines of me, myself and I Weaving delusions into the fabrics of my mind A little girl hidind behind evil eyes A wish to pause, fast f.. |
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Questioning intimacyA Poem by BrittneyWhat's to come is fatal A darkened sunrise after a flowers bloom What's intimate is imagined A right of passage into an empty room |
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