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Alicia Moore Oct 27
monotone voices hold
an element that glistens
in the light
of worldly havoc.
peace can be found
when one listens
to the simple
black and white.
Alicia Moore Oct 25
nevertheless, flowing tears are forms of betterment.
these rivers can be crossed with adjusted measurements.
a time will come for you to egress;
I beg for you to not suppress.
  Oct 25 Alicia Moore
Peter Balkus
Thrown into life
by coincidence.

Trying to make sense
of the things

don't make any sense.
Alicia Moore Oct 14
I do not think,
because from there I sink
into the depths of the poison I drink.
smaller and smaller I shrink
until one day I cannot unlink...

𝘦𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘳 404: 𝘢𝘯𝘒𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘡𝘰 𝘴𝘺𝘯𝘀.
Alicia Moore Oct 2
if the sun was to strip away your skin,
would your blood be braided neatly
or a mess of knotted unknown identity?
Alicia Moore Oct 1
I wonder how someone
with such warm cheeks
can have such a cold heart.

your face flushed red
as if the blood meant to settle in your chest
has taken a wrong turn on its quest.
Alicia Moore Sep 29
I’m grateful for the
calm winds of stoicism
exhaling from you.
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