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poetrique
poetrique
23/M art over everything.
now twenty three, over half a decade since I learnt to see no energy left for fake contemplations or hypotheticals, I would like to see started this with a fire on my lips ending more aligned with wisdom the philosophy of victory like freedom, comes in twos and threes
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Mar 25, 2022
Mar 25, 2022 at 2:43 PM UTC
Now 2022
handshake with the devil and breakfast with angel night turns to day, either way I shall define the way I pray
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Mar 25, 2022
Mar 25, 2022 at 2:31 PM UTC
Changes
i listen to a prophet and smoke a rolled tobacco blunt as i write this where is peace, for the simple or even bliss for the black of mind and soul. I feel a holy desire to pull down mountains to the land of the gods i aspire but, do i have what they require
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Jan 12, 2019
Jan 12, 2019 at 7:40 AM UTC
Black River
someone bold something simple lovable and mysterious far from simple I believe in belief, is that a fault or gift either way that is who I am
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Sep 12, 2018
Sep 12, 2018 at 2:00 PM UTC
Who I Am
his mind is sweet   it tastes like   wine and poetry   fire and history   his soul is something   else entirely   wild, yet sweet still   it could build or ****
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Sep 12, 2018
Sep 12, 2018 at 4:12 AM UTC
Her Words
yes, indeed I know what I need not belief alone I have planted the seed yes, indeed I know why I bleed not for joy alone but for the war ahead
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Sep 12, 2018
Sep 12, 2018 at 4:11 AM UTC
Non
I  write everyday I code everyday I am a digital wizard Yet, Oz is far away I breathe my tobacco blunt And kiss my destiny I fear nothing but weakness, really What will be Will be
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Sep 12, 2018
Sep 12, 2018 at 4:09 AM UTC
Follow the heart
they whisper to me simple things of love & misery and broken dreams they tell me that I am better than I know that I must break all my thoughts before I learn to grow they love me, but are ever distant
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Sep 4, 2018
Sep 4, 2018 at 7:24 AM UTC
Angels
here, I can wash away my pain, my fear they were never meant to stay I speak to the universe in thanks, but hardly pray here, I can whisper boldy and write what I dear not say
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Sep 2, 2018
Sep 2, 2018 at 5:13 PM UTC
Bold
kiss me, like the sky kisses the sea like the angels make love with mystery can you
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Sep 2, 2018
Sep 2, 2018 at 9:55 AM UTC
Can You