Self-reflection

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On the Bus

My car broke down

On the Bus

My coffee tastes like pink pork
Pork rind dipped in black
Dripping fat that stains my teeth...

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A State of Perpetual Glow

A State of Perpetual Glow

You only live as long as the last person who remembers you.
Negatively impacting your own life...

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Your'e not my type

Your'e not my type

Your'e pretty but your not my type. What the fuck does that even mean? Are you saying im just pretty but...

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I'M NOT OKAY

I'M NOT OKAY

I’m not okay
Day to day different goals
So different plays
Trying seem useless when...

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Sixteen and someone...

Sixteen and someone...

???This is a strong piece. It's an awareness write about teenage suicide and trying to show how IMPORTANT...

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The Cliff next to the road...

The Cliff next to the road less traveled

I am
sitting
Here

The abyss
Lies
Below
Uncertainty
soars...

Poem -

Business Plan

Business Plan

The Business
plan
Supersedes
The Art
Though
The Art
Created...

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Alzheimers

Alzheimers

I’d say it was 3 years ago,
from what I can recall,
that I met a fellow close to me,
i...

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‘Passing Passages Of My Life’

‘Passing Passages Of My Life’

Snippets of information
Infused with spirals of thought
Lines of literature which will never...

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SO TERRIBLY BRITISH

Bowler hat on head and a cup of tea
Pretty obvious that this man was from G.B
God save the...

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Mirror

Mirror

I’m naturally beautiful
But I rather buy and
make myself up
as the world
...

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Key of A Minor

Key of A Minor

A simple stroke of the keys, make me escape into crystal seas.
The melody keeps me up all night...

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how the girl becomes the...

how the girl becomes the gravedigger

You grow up in a family of two.
The team,
as your mom called you since before you opened your...

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House of Mirrors

House of Mirrors

I hate myself to some degree,
to one that I see it in others,
when those emotions are my own...

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Parachute Poetry...

Parachute Poetry...

Suppressed,
To a falling existance,
Depressed,
From a weightless presence,
...