NatashaSophia
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All Good Things...A Poem by NatashaSophiaMy guts are twisted and coiled around, choking the blood away from my brain blocking any ability to be logically sound. I am usually more caref.. |
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But Before I go, Can You?A Poem by NatashaSophiaBeing carried away. But not floating, hollowly the rocks and pebbles stacked, carefully filling my veins twisted, tangled together. Fully weighed do.. |
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Phantasmagoria (thoughts before the flight)A Poem by NatashaSophiaDon’t think of the igneous and plummeting possibilities, an unsettling and unearthly, surreal confined box that contains endless worlds. The m.. |
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The Perfect StormA Poem by NatashaSophiaI can feel the storm approaching The treacherous wind that is known as the precursor Is blowing in The bone chilling, Tree bowing and uprooting B.. |
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