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 Jun 2014 Okaybro
Ominous
It rains through my eyes,
I can hear thunders in my mind,
There are flowers blossoming through my fingertips,
Now I'm sure I'm a forest-creature.
 Jun 2014 Okaybro
Ominous
Does my poetry
harm you?
I'm sorry
i only mean to
slip my blades on
myself
but sometimes
i forgot they hide
inside my thoughts
as well.
 Jun 2014 Okaybro
Jenni
Relativity
 Jun 2014 Okaybro
Jenni
This song has been playing for almost an hour
Is time creeping by slowly
Or is it just on repeat?
Just as with life
Sometimes it's hard to tell.
It feels like 2 am but it's only 11.
This is how life is
Natural or not
You just have it
Deal with it
Make use of it or rot...
 Jun 2014 Okaybro
Latiaaa
Untitled
 Jun 2014 Okaybro
Latiaaa
Why can't he fall in within the others?
Why does he stand out like a perched willow tree aching for deep attention?
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