DrippingSkies
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When I WriteA Poem by DrippingSkiesA look into what it’s like for me when I write some of my poetry. |
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The Rusting of WordsA Poem by DrippingSkies“We move on and live / while it gets thrown in the dust.” |
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TerribleA Poem by DrippingSkiesEveryone’s at a terrible party, a terrible reason that they are there. Packed into a terrible room, trying to escape it all. But they are to.. |
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WhispersA Poem by DrippingSkies“Voices make them louder” |
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Coffee Filtered ThoughtsA Poem by DrippingSkies“...with coffee filtered thoughts / and morals left for dead...” |
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Lost In The SeaA Poem by DrippingSkiesA repetitive cycle of blues |