Veejay_Valentine - Hello Poetry

I come to them with a question they speak to me subtly, quietly often in silence their insights flow as they are understood as above, so below, as within, so without, they tell me all is not outside of yourself

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Veejay_Valentine

Oct 5, 2019

Oct 5, 2019 at 1:46 PM UTC

eluminessence

guides

I come to them with a question they speak to me subtly, quietly often in silence their insights flow as they are understood as above, so below, as within, so without, they tell me all is not outside of yourself

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I take small bites like a stomach locked in a corset my heart, too is trapped under a vice I do not make a pig of myself I give my eyes a sense but not a solid reality why linger in this tomb (you see the moment we met he was already dead to me) Love my dear is a eulogy Buy the cheapest box and move on Cardboard Victorian The last of that model and would it be pretentious to have my stone inscribed: The wallpaper was killing me ?

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Veejay_Valentine

Sep 22, 2019

Sep 22, 2019 at 3:32 PM UTC

emil-1950

Rules for a Cautious Lover

I take small bites like a stomach locked in a corset my heart, too is trapped under a vice I do not make a pig of myself I give my eyes a sense but not a solid reality why linger in this tomb (you see the moment we met he was already dead to me) Love my dear is a eulogy Buy the cheapest box and move on Cardboard Victorian The last of that model and would it be pretentious to have my stone inscribed: The wallpaper was killing me ?

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The Morning in America is dark and cold, But I’m no regular New York Soul, Yet recently I’ve hit an All Time Low, Things might get better, Maybe I Don’t Know, But last night I Woke the F**K Up, The Good in Me is stirring up, The Weight of the World is Overwhelming, I’ll just be a Robot, like the 80s Film, I see the Guillotine dropping fast, The Hand of God saved me at last, He Is Still the Same, I finally found that out. I begin to truly grasp the Human condition, Why we all want, why we all need Fashion.

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Veejay_Valentine

Sep 22, 2019

Sep 22, 2019 at 11:20 AM UTC

Sky_Child

The Human Condition Piece

The Morning in America is dark and cold, But I’m no regular New York Soul, Yet recently I’ve hit an All Time Low, Things might get better, Maybe I Don’t Know, But last night I Woke the F**K Up, The Good in Me is stirring up, The Weight of the World is Overwhelming, I’ll just be a Robot, like the 80s Film, I see the Guillotine dropping fast, The Hand of God saved me at last, He Is Still the Same, I finally found that out. I begin to truly grasp the Human condition, Why we all want, why we all need Fashion.

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