Ana B.
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HabitsA Poem by Ana B.I keep breathing fire Through my corrupted lungs. Participant of this myopic choir That seemed so harmless once. I keep swimming i.. |
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WinterA Poem by Ana B.The velvet feeling of the snow - a perfect numbnessI stare in the mirror at the world's best actress.Pale skin, large eyes....full of subtle liesMaybe.. |
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The alluring rock of lifeA Poem by Ana B.This love is silent, With music as the moral law. A sable diamond In a world covered by snow. I will never know why Some are .. |
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Oracular fermentsA Poem by Ana B.Sweet wars In driver-lesscars… No remorse Can be found under the stars. Age is a strange thing… Seemingly homod.. |
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La belle dameA Poem by Ana B.ruffling old pages..... |
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Bed of tulipsA Poem by Ana B.inspired by the amazing music of Agnes Obel |
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A broken manA Poem by Ana B.He lays in the reinsAmidst this frozen snow…Liquid fire in his veinsYet nothing left to show.Because a grieving heart is a deaf oneNothing ev.. |
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ExtasisA Poem by Ana B.And here it flows the unexpected virtue of ignorance - The perfect blight for the selected marks of my importance. I am a fraud, and .. |
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ChimerasA Poem by Ana B.Walking those phantasmal steps To meet the dream that I’m in love with. After all, a lovesick heart always forgets The true mar.. |
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InfatuationA Poem by Ana B.Walking down the street is no hardshipStep by step and you're homeSo many places I wanna skip...And doing just that - I end up aloneI'm thinking of .. |
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