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WriterFromADistance
38/M/Elmont This is my subconscious venting post...what? that isn't poetry?
'Endless' is the wait For a new day Where the hidden can be free
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Dec 14, 2019
Dec 14, 2019 at 8:43 PM UTC
Untitled
Dream on if you dare The witch awaits you Believe you're there For now is the time Scream in on your prayers The tension has picked up See if you're there For now is the time Gleam in your crooked stares The brew is thickening Make a move there For now is the time The time that I'm Not sleeping
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Nov 24, 2019
Nov 24, 2019 at 4:12 PM UTC
Not sleeping
Is energetic Is visceral Is existential But no more pleasing to the eye Than an eye that can see
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Nov 22, 2019
Nov 22, 2019 at 2:59 PM UTC
Conflict
He stole my sight Away through cleaves Her freckled hair lost among leaves A wit, a fancy unbecoming of us No sword or arrow could ever become thus No just This man trampled what belonged to us His heart, A link To the Past
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Nov 21, 2019
Nov 21, 2019 at 11:55 AM UTC
Zelda
Malevolent colors erupt on Sullen fixtures of uprooted Roots of eventide, clashing Down below blue scraped minnows Of perfect balance
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Nov 12, 2019
Nov 12, 2019 at 9:48 PM UTC
Untitled
He was lost Time distance memory He was cross Darkness resistance remembering He was him Before the tide turned
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Nov 12, 2019
Nov 12, 2019 at 8:37 PM UTC
A point to something
I turn on the TV through a circle on a device The letters turn blue, **** where are my eyes I mean the screen like a vice I wait for the TV to register The system looks at me and nods like Hannibal lector I ready myself for the plug in The games to be enjoyed for some fun sin It looks like I could be ready for dark souls get deep and swim in Everything is ready the pleasure of dopaminess joy The 600 enemies ready for alloy I am giddy at the feeling of masochistic wish Who needs brains when your reflexes are at this Good thing I am going an hour...but oh christ Why did I turn on the TV through a circle on a device?
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Nov 12, 2019
Nov 12, 2019 at 8:36 PM UTC
PS 4
It flutters like bees Imagine Brian from Silversun but you may sneeze Then off in the trees youll hear soft sounds Cold cold Martin's tunes playing like the trees A whisper That's no whisper its bono, as if he was in a chrisper Check it out no you'll never find another one like so so Swift it's almost like I'm lost A drift like That guy from straits He might have gotten older but he knocks Like me On a date The person I'm talking about? Why it's (my) karaoke! see? Don't hate!
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Nov 12, 2019
Nov 12, 2019 at 8:33 PM UTC
A voice so unusual
Someone I can almost rely See through me Stressed out simply Issue with boundaries Anger always a monstrosity Good look in eyes Annoyed by psychological wise Spirituality a problem I despise Seeing her body Is always balanced on projected lies Nice to a fault Relaxed by default Strength there as have been taught Easy to believe Though hard to find a side This is someone I can almost rely
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Nov 3, 2019
Nov 3, 2019 at 7:27 PM UTC
Almost
A ship, a pale storm in the mighty winds became so green as hue Ancients of spirits saw the windswept spirit as bold...but new Lo, then dirt and malice rises above through the deep dark blue Ravages the splinterered vector off the safety of comfort it once knew Threw the ship ill forgotten, rummaging through deep waters of inertia begotten As he recollects debris one managed to saunter to As to what sticks to the shoe Alas for 38 years was true! And the 39th...
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Nov 1, 2019
Nov 1, 2019 at 4:52 PM UTC
39th?