nash-corax - Hello Poetry

I don't believe in coincidence or destiny But I know of algorithms

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Oct 29, 2020

Oct 29, 2020 at 9:44 PM UTC

Every Possibility

I don't believe in coincidence or destiny But I know of algorithms

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Hello It's like hell With an O Or halo it's like hell With an O

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Oct 25, 2020

Oct 25, 2020 at 8:50 PM UTC

Oh

Hello It's like hell With an O Or halo it's like hell With an O

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I have baptized myself by immersion of studying your photograph, examining as each constituent lives under my scrutiny. I have been waiting for my brain to acknowledge the imperfections on the details of your physicality and introduce itself to your blemished deficiencies. So far, it has already shook hands with the distance between your eyes, and the murk residing below the pair, the defined philtrum proudly standing in the middle of your nose and your mouth, the abnormal upward curve at both ends on the side of your parched lips, and the scream from your pupils that seem to sympathize with my observations. With utmost patience, I have waited for my brain to perceive you under the category of ugly. But I think that's just an excuse I say to myself so I could reason out why I'm still staring at your portrait after we have come to a compromise of parting.

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Oct 25, 2020

Oct 25, 2020 at 8:35 PM UTC

A Lie I Narrate Everyday

I have baptized myself by immersion of studying your photograph, examining as each constituent lives under my scrutiny. I have been waiting for my brain to acknowledge the imperfections on the details of your physicality and introduce itself to your blemished deficiencies. So far, it has already shook hands with the distance between your eyes, and the murk residing below the pair, the defined philtrum proudly standing in the middle of your nose and your mouth, the abnormal upward curve at both ends on the side of your parched lips, and the scream from your pupils that seem to sympathize with my observations. With utmost patience, I have waited for my brain to perceive you under the category of ugly. But I think that's just an excuse I say to myself so I could reason out why I'm still staring at your portrait after we have come to a compromise of parting.

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You tell me I was good with words And you fell in love with me You tell me I was good with words only And you fell out of love from me

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Aug 17, 2020

Aug 17, 2020 at 2:06 AM UTC

Pordwlay

You tell me I was good with words And you fell in love with me You tell me I was good with words only And you fell out of love from me

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You've already killed Too many parts of me It's a massacre What we need is mass genocide

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Aug 15, 2020

Aug 15, 2020 at 8:58 PM UTC

Murderer

You've already killed Too many parts of me It's a massacre What we need is mass genocide

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Is it A field of stars Or A constellation of orchids?

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Jul 17, 2020

Jul 17, 2020 at 10:46 PM UTC

Star Orchids

Is it A field of stars Or A constellation of orchids?

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"I'd do anything, just so that you'd look at me again the same way you look at him." "Like leave completely?" You ask. While you look at me the same way you look at him.

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Jun 3, 2020

Jun 3, 2020 at 6:20 PM UTC

Granted Request

"I'd do anything, just so that you'd look at me again the same way you look at him." "Like leave completely?" You ask. While you look at me the same way you look at him.

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I press my lips against your lips And wrap my fingers around yours Now that you're gone, All my lips press are cigarette tips And all I'm wrapped with is remorse

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May 3, 2020

May 3, 2020 at 5:24 AM UTC

Substitute

I press my lips against your lips And wrap my fingers around yours Now that you're gone, All my lips press are cigarette tips And all I'm wrapped with is remorse

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I want to give you A thousand final kisses And rip you into A thousand little pieces

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Apr 23, 2020

Apr 23, 2020 at 11:04 PM UTC

Touch as to have a common tangent

I want to give you A thousand final kisses And rip you into A thousand little pieces

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If you put sand In a bucket of water Eventually, it settles at the bottom. I'm not sandman, But I'm at the bottom In the lake Of my tears. Not settled But drowned.

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Apr 23, 2020

Apr 23, 2020 at 8:57 PM UTC

Hell is a bottomless pit

If you put sand In a bucket of water Eventually, it settles at the bottom. I'm not sandman, But I'm at the bottom In the lake Of my tears. Not settled But drowned.

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