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ANOTHER poem about words. This may turn into a series.
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Each grain of a second, drops of time, falling into a vast desert,swallowed up by flowing dunes of eternity, buried in oblivion.I am a being of crysta..
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To hell with all your status updates, I want to know about the things you won't say.All the passions that lie behind your eyes, that never reach your ..
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the weed to the treesaid, “I look up to theeyour branches I would like to befeel the same wind through meharbor the same things as thee”su..
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I want to tear the heart out of my chestCrush it to a hard stone, barricade my ribcage---Never bleed again---I want to be an empty automatonLive witho..
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Words may not break bonesBut they broke my heart.My miserability amplifiedBy your miser tongue.The hope of a small child dashedAgainst a wall daily, r..
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No needle point for you,you're a crowbar:Blunt and hard, unable to bend.Rather, you try to bend me.Maybe I am already.I knew the exact moment yourhuge..
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A craptastic sequel to the craptastic poem "Words Mean Nothing".
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tight in heart and body both,
all constricted flesh, flushed
of all desire to feel more.
sickly sweet coated fingers,
squeezed tight..
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dark mind and fangslips moistened with bloodsharp smirk and clawsshadows covered over boneblack hair and veinsred eyes like sunsetboundless body andlu..
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