Casey
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Reverse PsychologyA Poem by CaseyReverse Psychology The cerebrum trickles gray matter of Past events to my damaged vascular organ Like a dumping ground for le.. |
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Surgery Wont Make You PerfectA Poem by Caseymy personal struggles with weight loss even after surgery. People fail to realize (along with myself) that it's not just a physical transformation but.. |
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UntitledA Poem by CaseyI am exposing myself here in my most vulnerable form. I have not titled this piece as I can not come up with one that suites it |
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ConflictA Poem by CaseyThe devil has taken residence Within my soul Gnawing, snarling, scratching At what is left of my heart I feel his venom Coursing through my ve.. |
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Sickened MindsA Poem by CaseySickened mindsYou'regrinningear to ear andI can feel you undressing mewith yoursoullesseyesand liking the perversionYou treat me as if you'rein a chea.. |
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Mind GamesA Poem by CaseyMind GamesShe looks in the mirrorbut sees only awater coloredreflectionThe mind can't cope to thinkher once proud self respecthas been ripped from her.. |
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SessionsA Poem by CaseySessionsI'm not allowed to thinkAboutYOULooking in to your eyesgetting sucked in tothe depths of your soulYOU pull me inthe same way beesare attracted.. |
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Impulsion's of an Autumn SolsticeA Poem by CaseyBurnt orange litters the groundWhile I place my hand upon your faceI take in the misty air that rolls off your lipslike crisp water over smoothly shap.. |
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WarA Poem by CaseyWarThe breeze ruffles throughNeatly placed strands of hairAs anxiety buildsNewspapers litter the street andimages have been burned in her eyes.She run.. |
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