Depressing

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Math

Math

Pity the fool who lives by numbers
He counts his sheep while the sagacious slumbers
Imagines...

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Victoria

When she cries
when she bleeds
Her needs deny
Can't stand on her feet.

She won...

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Fierce Fictional Fraternal...

Fierce Fictional Fraternal Fallout

That dormant feeling of insecurity arose,
when travel journal got thrust adjacent
to my...

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Love

What would it be like
What would it be like to have peace
No government picking on others...

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Love

What would it be like
What would it be like to have peace
No government picking on others...

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suicide

Next to your bed on the cupboard pack of pills and vodka to drink it up would you take it? would you take...

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Questions I’ve been trying...

Questions I’ve been trying to voice, directed at doctors or others

My older brother claims I’ve a large forehead,
any thoughts?
How would I look with purple...

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Silverbeak

Silverbeak

There once was a girl with curled black hair,
She could not write or speak.
Short and frail...

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Anxiety

All I really feel like is that I'm worthless
But what have I really done to deserve this
I...

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Infatuation

Infatuation,
Is it lust?
Why does it give excitement and thrills?
And then lashes out...

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Log Rhythm Intercepts...

Log Rhythm Intercepts Highland Manor Sloped Basin

Nature made convenient sluice,
when pool water did wend
down the gentle slope
...

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FIVE O'CLOCK IN THE...

FIVE O'CLOCK IN THE MORNING

Five o'clock in the morning is my new mate
My sleeping pattern is not good or great
Personal...

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Eutrophication Of Golden Pond

Eutrophication Of Golden Pond

February 28th, 1968 marked the date
Boyce Brandon Harris
(my octogenarian widower father)...

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When We Met

I remember when we met, I was eleven and a mess.
You told me I wasn't pretty enough, that I should...

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Dreams

Dreams

When i was little, i dreamed of magic and far away
princes and princesses with dragons soaring...

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The Creek

The Creek

Beautiful flowers sway in the breeze,
A winding creek leading down to the seas.
Children’s...