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FrankieNewton
FrankieNewton
all poems by me.
spinning spinning spira-ling spiraling away and away upwards upwards downwards every which way wherever wherever whenever whatever it matters it does it does oh, for me for me it matters it matters it does still for you for you no matter. oh oh oh it does it does
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May 13, 2017
May 13, 2017 at 3:20 PM UTC
blue dot
here I come and here I go bowing down oh so low bend me over, bend me under ******* and twist hand over fist till I am nothing more what once was and could have been more nothing, nothing more
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May 11, 2017
May 11, 2017 at 12:01 PM UTC
untitled
sit down and rest, it might swell we meant well just a knock on your bell c'mon go out, out of your shell we meant well you'll know, what is hell? it's all in, all in your head we meant-
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May 11, 2017
May 11, 2017 at 11:54 AM UTC
slopes
history doesn't repeat, it rhymes through paper and lies blood and wine sins of people who don't know why you and I and those who die and other such misremembered lines
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May 8, 2017
May 8, 2017 at 11:16 AM UTC
and so and so and so and so...
it's alright, it's alright it's fine and dandy come over here, give me a handy nothing hurts can't complain but... hey... it's not enough, anyway I'd tell more but there's not much to say so I'll be gone, thanks anyway
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May 7, 2017
May 7, 2017 at 9:19 AM UTC
scratch and wave
there exists a moment in mine where things happen that don't things that happen don't happens that won't will not can. not? in this the in-between of thoughts and events exists mine outwards and inwards conveyingly mine convincingly thine
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Apr 25, 2017
Apr 25, 2017 at 5:00 PM UTC
Untitled
the thin line where you're over and under not quite it's work it's work it's work it's work it'll-
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Apr 25, 2017
Apr 25, 2017 at 3:31 PM UTC
Untitled
by the words we carry and talk by the languages we use scarred, heavy, and lost loaded idiosyncrasies, and not our words are us.
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Apr 18, 2017
Apr 18, 2017 at 3:20 PM UTC
tread light
balked at the lanky droopy long-haired fingers flitting and tapping about on a guitar opened his mouth closed his eyes and there galloped forth a song of god gawk
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Apr 18, 2017
Apr 18, 2017 at 3:13 PM UTC
Hozier
you walk and talk look and gawk trying not to balk and failing walking and seeing looking above the shadow that brings you low makes you bow in the shadow of giants you lie.
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Apr 18, 2017
Apr 18, 2017 at 3:08 PM UTC
finding, lying,trying,winding,grinding,bindingly not.