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Filomena Rocca Aug 2022
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The party's always over there is nothing more foreign or should I say ingenious say what would Judas priest of On my luck of the Irish coffee in the morning after the rain of terror eyes are up here you go, sir ten death and despair of pants the deer for water keyed entry way to go home is where the heart of the matter.
Psych ward poetry.
Set 3, poem 17.
Filomena Rocca Aug 2022
What doesn't **** you
Makes you cry
And rage at fate
And wonder why

What seems to call you
Pulls you in
And makes you hate
Or makes you sin

And I can't tell you
Which is which
But don't conflate
You'll end in pitch
Psych ward poetry.
Set 3, poem 16.
Filomena Rocca Aug 2022
There are rolling pebbles
And falling rocks
The plain's in shambles
Of boulder flocks

I'd like to be
A standing stone
With rocks like me
Not all alone
Psych ward poetry.
Set 3, poem 15.
Filomena Rocca Aug 2022
The looking glass
Can see you stare

If you walk past it,
It won't care

But as you stand
To change your face

The image plans
To take your place
Psych ward poetry.
Set 3, poem 14.
Filomena Rocca Aug 2022
The Pen is mightier than the Sword?
The King of Hearts would have a word.

For what could be a mightier *****,
Much sharper than the stone and stick?
Psych ward poetry.
Set 3, poem 13.
Filomena Rocca Aug 2022
I slept through mountains
I slept through seas
I slept through rivers
And forests of trees

I slept through my childhood
I slept through the night
If I sleep through the darkness
Will I sleep through the light?
Psych ward poetry.
Set 3, poem 12.
Filomena Rocca Aug 2022
Unicorn sparkle
Bedazzles her toes
There's ink from a marker
On her fingers and nose

They call her creative
They say that she's smart
But her brain is insatiable
Without wisdom of heart
Psych ward poetry.
Set 3, poem 11.
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