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Nov 18, 2018
Nov 18, 2018 at 2:55 PM UTC
we are words stitched together to make a skin
while the ink is our blood
our brains?
just a bunch of cameras monitoring whats around us
in such meaningful exaggeration
we are poets
Nov 17, 2018
Nov 17, 2018 at 8:24 PM UTC
you're made purely of lies
not looking me in the eyes
bringing back those cloudy skies
bringing out "our" demise
Jul 29, 2018
Jul 29, 2018 at 4:50 AM UTC
how odd
we said goodbye
before i could even say
hello
Jul 28, 2018
Jul 28, 2018 at 2:07 PM UTC
Her glowing silver hand,
Grasping desperately at
Shreds of brocade silk,
Glittering in the moonlight
Disappearing into the moonlight
Jul 26, 2018
Jul 26, 2018 at 2:50 AM UTC
it sat on a shelf , gaining dust
She never moved
Not knowing who to trust
All the other kids played with her a lot
They broke down her porcelain skin
Leaving cracks in her
But what was she to do? She was merely a doll
A pretty thing
To look at
To toy with
It didn’t matter if she broke
Because she easy to replace
So the kids played with her
Until a once porcelain beauty
Was a shattered broken
Nothing
Her eyes once glistening
Like raindrops on the leaves
Now dead and dull
Sitting on a shelf , staring at a wall
Mind empty
Nothing else
Just lost in herself
Jul 14, 2018
Jul 14, 2018 at 12:18 AM UTC
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Jul 9, 2018
Jul 9, 2018 at 9:10 PM UTC