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"assumptive" poems

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PaintMy mother questions, “Why aren’t we equal?” / As she paints my walls with white / She wonders why my colorful friends don’t get as lucky as me

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When Pretty's Made Up All In A RowI will do my damnedest to save you from harm / and wrap you safely up in lust / you who're only a luckless victim

@anthony-williams59

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Pigeon HipHanging turtles and / Netted birds of amenity / Dangle from her

@liam-c-calhoun38

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So The Man in The Mirror is Leaving Neverland [27].... I’m leaving Neverland, never to return again, / I’m leaving Neverland, for real & forever man, / & this is not an attack, or any other act of aggression,

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where to put this feelingsometimes / i feel angry / simply plainly

@v-s-ramstack37

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Shut DownMy mind is shattered / My life is battered / My friends are scattered

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The QuestionThe ancillary argument is an asclepion which is anaphoric to anathema, anointing anecdotal evidences as an asymptomatic astonishment, assumptive of an averring the verbiage unwavering used to auxesis an auxiliary found aiding the circular back to an autonomy, assuaged in its entirety, appendant to an irony, giving appurtenance to astronomy yet astringent to all company of asters in the wovenry. / A sweetened ingredient in life’s vermouth, is a lesser known but still common truth, resounding voice a sound so routh and unforgiving of jockeying jocose uncouth but the greatest parts of life we know are sorely wasted on the youth and so fundamental is this truth or verities vivacious muse that some might say we light a fuse when using such verbose abuse that angry are they who find our use an anathema to amuse? / To wit so that I must abjure the painful notion there is a cure to a playful mind’s language of slur not meant as such but thus obscured the difficulties so inured on my ment-al-lity of thought a crime, a retching twist of someone’s time thus wasted on a poem blurred, a freedom though has just occurred; my mind a paradise, my thoughts a bird...

@david-john-mowers25

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Family funeral cira 1978I watched, fascinated, at each Stag standing, / legs splayed wide, chest expanding, / one hand playing pocket billiards,

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One-sided CoinI’m the asshole; the malevolent dick. / That which knew trust equates terrible tricks. / A sinful smile, a damning demeanor,

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MistakenI made the mistake of searching for answers in love poems / I made the mistake of searching for answers in poems / The either realist or idealist finding meaning in love

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