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oX Sampson Dec 2014
Thief ridden hearts
swallow
these shadows whole..
for i absorb
there guilt
&
raise it as
one of my
own.
oX Sampson Jul 2016
She painted flowers
as snakes
were eaten
an
never read Freud.
oX Sampson Mar 2014
Such
revealing
beauty
lies
within
tragedies
of
reflection.
Transparency (optional)
oX Sampson Feb 2016
beautiful blues those saxophone hues
ruined by electronic cigarettes
oX Sampson May 2017
walk me home, problem child
walk me home
oX Sampson Mar 2014
We all have what it takes..
some,
like Moses.
Nothing (optional)
oX Sampson Feb 2014
The end is nearing
without a doubt
of casual
interest.

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