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 Dec 2015 Emma Livry
Matthew Goff
It is simply now a choice to feel naked. She feels it’s appropriate now to undress for the public which will soon follow her lead. Into the night, they will tear apart the conventional moral creed with ritual dance steps resembling tiger speeds!
 Dec 2015 Emma Livry
XIII
They have killed the poet
With the now-dead memories still alive in them
The poet's wrist drowning in blood
For they have bitten their feeder's hand
And now the poet dies little by little by seeing his poems.
 Dec 2015 Emma Livry
XIII
She is now my X.
And I still can't accept the reason Y.
 Dec 2015 Emma Livry
XIII
Muscle
 Dec 2015 Emma Livry
XIII
A human's heart is a muscle.
So please my heart,
stop acting so fragile and stop breaking.
 Dec 2015 Emma Livry
XIII
I am so sad that I cannot write a poem.
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