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 Apr 2017 AidaDonn
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Haiku #151
 Apr 2017 AidaDonn
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Can poetry breathe
Without taking away our
Breath in the process?
 Apr 2017 AidaDonn
Colm
Impermanence
 Apr 2017 AidaDonn
Colm
By the time you get
What you so badly wanted
Within this world
Within this life

You probably won't want it anymore

That is a consequence of life
Of the long hallway
And the time that it takes
For you to commit
To walking through that distant door

Whatever it is

By the time you get to that fame or fortune

*You might not even want it anymore
TL;DR

By the time you get the fame you desire... You probably won't want it.
 Apr 2017 AidaDonn
Angel
sorry's
 Apr 2017 AidaDonn
Angel
I go to the washroom to freshen up
The bar is loud
I smell something familiar
Smells like you
It smells like you
Comfort
I don't want to lose you
I'm sorry
I'm ******, I know
We're fcked
We know
 Apr 2017 AidaDonn
julia
2 yrs late
 Apr 2017 AidaDonn
julia
now i normally wouldn't say this
but i think you gotta know
yes, I'm two years late
but did you really have to go?
and i normally wouldn't do this
but i've cleaned up my act
im not like i used to be
and i wish you'd take me back
 Apr 2017 AidaDonn
Gareth
Corporate ****** and Concubines
The devil wears a black suit
It's a Rich mans game of chess

There is fluoride in your water
Chemtrails in the air
Cancer in your body
And yet most dont care

A life of lies
Dead horse
and
Flies

Let's watch the news
Lap up what the television spews
And we all die
Ignorant fools
 Apr 2017 AidaDonn
Harsh Sandhu
U left me
As well as forgot my innocence
I hold the pain
Memories
As well pen!
“You don’t know what it’s like
to be this empty,” he tells me
and that’s true, I don’t
but I know how it feels
to want to fill the space.
Hi kids I'm back
 Apr 2017 AidaDonn
Carol Smith
******* by you,
Handcuffs and rope

Blinded by you,
Scarves and hoods

Deafened by you,
Headphones and music

Touched by you,
Sticks and whips

Senses deprived
Pain or pleasure?

Are You?

Master?
Kidnapper?
Or Lover?
After forty years of marriage
he still pondered whether
she liked
his arm around
her stomach
as she awakened
in the morning
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