sageflames
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not sorryA Poem by sageflamesI do not apologize for the hairs that rise on the back of my neckafter you unapologetically share your vile opinionson how a woman should dressand no .. |
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high priestessA Poem by sageflamesas I flip the tarot over to reveal my destinythe high priestess winks at meand in that very instant,I was sucked into therealm of tarots "my dear, ive.. |
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he, my musicA Poem by sageflamesyou are the recordplaced onto the turntablethe soft, crisp cackleabove the silencebefore the musicyou are the perfect placementthe needle that begins .. |
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lost beauties-mineA Poem by sageflamesI pity those who have never jotted down a perfect wordI mourn the loss of thoughts, words, stories,ideas that solely live in the wind nowI yearn for v.. |
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how old is the air i breathe(preview)A Poem by sageflamesis the air I breathe recycled air of my ancestors?is every first breath of life new-or something borrowed from the dead?how old is the airi breathe?do.. |
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