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We are the deer and we are the tigerA Poem by the bitter taste of almos..It's primal. A deer, hunted by a tiger, notices the danger in time, runs away in time, saves himself; when he looks behind, he evaluates: .. |
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Everyone warns me about the fireA Poem by the bitter taste of almos..Everyone warns me about the fire; it'll burn me, it'll sting, it'll dance and lure me into forgiving but no one else has stayed to.. |
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A lamb in a family of teethA Poem by the bitter taste of almos..A lamb in a family of teeth will spin wool into claws. Running only leads the way into the black; domain of yellow eyes. The distance.. |
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Even your gaze burnsA Poem by the bitter taste of almos..When eyes only mean to caress, but hands can't contain their strength, even your gaze burns. I can no longer return to before I was f.. |
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You are blue like the skies, I am blue as the ocea..A Poem by the bitter taste of almos..You are blue like the skies I am blue as the ocean You say we are made of the same color, but I remind you we are separated On the f.. |
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Achilles' heelA Poem by the bitter taste of almos..When I lit the fire and forged the steelwho could have foreseen how it would shapethis war of mine?You saw a quiver in my hands, hidden under two fist.. |
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The sun is dyingA Poem by the bitter taste of almos..The sun is dyingand I haven't saved up enough lightMy shelter is filled with rows ofbottled rays, stored pieces of shimmering whiteEnough to last me a.. |
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An empty cageA Poem by the bitter taste of almos..I am outside the door, peering in but I don't knock; I don't want to wake the past. I am outside the door, but I'm not on the outside; I'm .. |
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I had no bodyA Poem by the bitter taste of almos..I had no body; no shape described me. I was confined by loneliness, but I was free. Floating in the sky I could see a light; so bright but .. |
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I build a homeA Poem by the bitter taste of almos..It wasn't for you that I lit the beacons but when you answered for you they continued to burn. I did not open the gates upon your arriv.. |
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In the rose garden, I planted our loveA Poem by the bitter taste of almos..In the rose garden I planted our love One by one it took over the roses asserting its dominance Little by little A sickness.. |
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