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garbageA Poem by SaimaSFeeling like garbage. Like left overLike do whatever you want Wherever.Whatever. Have you felt tar in your core before?Thick gobs of oil making things.. |
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RidgesA Poem by SaimaSI am curious about the rise and fall of ridges.How deep, how high are their troughs and crests?I wonder what you see.I see bridges. Bridge between ski.. |
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why i don't like writing poetryA Poem by SaimaSSit down to write poetry and you have to take the dive down deep. Trust images that just pop into your head like outta nowhere.Do I take the ones that.. |
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kid troublesA Poem by SaimaSMilk dew honey suckle bird fed butter scotch ice cream lapping cookie crumble banana split sundae chocolate drizzles dripping crunchy apple juice ci.. |
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ImpulseA Poem by SaimaSA heartbeat beats a steady pulse.Your sword gleams with power- your power-over the powerless.May you know in that instanceof a heart that sounds of fe.. |
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A Lost SocietyA Poem by SaimaSThey lie to you,in hopes that you may believe in what they have said.So you become of the foolsand they will feed off your kind for solely their benef.. |
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