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Mar 2017 · 534
a desolate soul
ashley m Mar 2017
midst the tender flowers
           of patient minds, of conventional
                          fragrance of youthful bloom  

a desolate soul wars oft weeps,
           ragged currents down kissing wounds

in due course shuffled off its mortal coil
           in quest of her own amour
Oct 2015 · 466
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ashley m Oct 2015
?
a mind full of questions
navigates future's direction
Mar 2014 · 1.4k
BULLYING
ashley m Mar 2014
The Solomon Island**
On the Solomon Islands,
when the tribes need to clear the jungle
To make way for fields,
they don't cut down the trees
They simply gather
And collect around it,
and hurl abuses at the tree,
they curse it
Slowly but surely, after some days,
the tree begins to wither
It dies on its own
Mar 2014 · 475
Haiku
ashley m Mar 2014
The old hollow tree
Almost withered and dying
Yet remains standing
xoxo

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