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Jenny Dec 2018
How tragic is it
That in a world of possibilities
You aren’t one
Jenny Dec 2018
Wanna see Nirvana,
But dont wanna die
Symbols of prominence made permanent

Air flows through your teeth
Beads gnaw at my back
Tiny spaces, bumpy roads

There an underlying darkness to you
Its gotten worse
Man or ghost

Talking loosely
Disassociated
Desensitized

Agony filled eyes
Yet, that smile is still
The biggest ive seen

Youre my dealer for
Deep sighs and
Infinite daydreams
Jenny Nov 2018
White brick walls still haunt me
The simplicity of it all
Sounds of triangle music

Grapevine lips
You smelled like dirt after rainfall
Effortless

A ghost of a memory
Persists like a carousel
A longing

All because I am a bunny
and you are a tiger
  Nov 2018 Jenny
Robert Frost
Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

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