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another monologue that he won't hear - just as well
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I've been about the truth in a very round-about way. Lots of metaphors, both extended and dead-ended. But I wanted to give some truth, as literal as p..
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The pale ogre of my subordinationLeaps, frostless, onto the conscienceOf an absence you permitted.Ultra, f*****g,lost.I bite my tongue into shreds,Pra..
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Guess who I spoke to today? Cover this up. Guess.Emily. I pressed her into this kind of lame, limp hug because I knew full well it wasn't her I was tr..
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They say the point of an ode is to argue something. Well, here is the antithesis of an ode. It's lost it's fight and it has nothing left to persuade. ..
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You, summer-stealer,You, charred mind,Chapped heart,Champagne horrorsWhisky roarHiccuping sirens --Taker of my divine,Offshore song.Wept man. Wet man...
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A poem about the inevitable evil. It's allotropes, it's faces, it's humanity.
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it's another letter but i've forgotten what number i got up to so i carried on
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please see "authors note" below for disclaimers
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For something I shouldn't.
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