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Apr 2020 · 449
Madison Apr 2020
distractions are allowed
even when fire controls your tongue
bewitching in its sway
there’s little space for embarrassment
relentless in its tide
in yearning, you recoil
I very rarely title my poetry. When I title I feel like I am leading my reader to much. I want the reader to be able to experience the poem in their own way.
Apr 2020 · 282
Madison Apr 2020
I am controlled
They take hold quick
conquering everything I am
emotional insanity
I’ve got to save myself.
Apr 2020 · 280
Madison Apr 2020
When you find
that we are lost
nobody owes concern
direction is guided
by open eyes
the reward
unfurled wings

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