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  May 2020 Void
Henk
lying withered
veins long dry
the flame that once brought comfort
signals doom

quivering with ache
falling away
dead petals upon the breeze
drifting downward

no more than tinder
moth to flame to ash
beauty and it's decay
a vacuum of breath

and so it goes
as it has and shall
unending and flawless
vicious and kind

all that has been
shall be undone
that which is destroyed
is not lost
Void May 2020
The pressure is bearing down on your body
As you crumble beneath the weight
There is only so much you can take
But it doesn't have to be this way
Void May 2020
Even when I thought I knew you
You were being fake
Just like everyone else in this world
You were putting on a face

The charade is over
And the mask comes off
Revealing a face so putrid
And covered in rot
Void May 2020
The way I was raised:
You can't think for yourself
You must dress the way I want you to
You must act the way I want you to
You musn't say this
You can never do that


The list goes on...


So here I am

I'm free now



And I still don't know who I am
When I look in the mirror
  Apr 2020 Void
Mrs Anybody
when
i feel lonely
i look up
at the moon
knowing
that she looks
at me too
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  Apr 2020 Void
julianna
Monsters don’t exist
Still, we are very afraid
Because we made them
Monsters. A concept so often used to represent anything dislikable to society, which we are afraid of. Yet literal monsters don’t exist.
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