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Actually + Literally

She tells me I am inside out
I know then she is indeed a
century old

I tell her...I...

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QUIRKS

In our house are many quirks that's,
what makes a place to live a place to live,
for instance...

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😥Ying-Yang😅

Two kinds of tears
1: the ones that cost us
2: the ones we would pay for

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Infants

parents

voiceless victims
they speak no words
held in the arms
of the ones that are
...

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Ask Yourself

Would love exist
without loss?
Would pain exist
without love?
For all we know...

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I Admit

Subtraction
Attraction
Distraction

Subtraction : I'm taken away
Attraction :...

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Fogged Visions

I quit blaming my eyes for I know in my heart it's my mind that makes these visions come to life

I'...

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The Mermaid´s Spell

The Mermaid´s Spell

Make up thy sacred face
and stun with words,
a melodious magic spell
against death´s...

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LEFT SOMETHING BEHIND

Hand in hand they walked along the South Bank
Some people eating food while other people drank...

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Perception2

Perception2


Perception
of things.
What’s seen.
What’s heard.
Sense of
...

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Regrets

for those who may have a thing about syllables .. this is a...

Regrets

I wish I had done that
He said
And that and that and that ..
.

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The wise old Eskimo

The wise old Eskimo

Once upon a time, many, many moons ago

There lived a wise, old eccentric Eskimo

Of course...

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Flicker

Flicker

For all those who live in shadows blindly, I pray
that light may shine on them and...

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Not forgotten but gone.

 Not forgotten but gone.

Nothing makes me wilt like knowing my existence is merely a fact.

Not special, not something to be...

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‘How to con a lover’

‘How to con a lover’

A million mysterious minds read a story that was written in a book

It told the tales of...

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Never colour me blind

Never colour me blind

Colour me rouge’ like a rich, red rose
Or perhaps I can be gilted golden as an autumn oak leaf from...

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I Have Found A Place, Where...

I Have Found A Place, Where Places Are Nowhere

Sleep is a drum of humming; doomed in beauty, when wakefulness slips-
into the chamber of your...