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Kiss my lips and hope to die Hope the false, believe the lie. Do not break the soul-strong tie. Do not suffer despair as I.

A poem of namelessness.

Turtle, Turtle.

A poem about a room.

A poem about the moon.

A poem about hating poetry

Can't really describe this one. It just kinda came out, albeit very slowly and painstakingly. I thought of the idea and decided to run with it.

Written on a day when it was sunny during class, and cloudy between.

A poem I came up with when I couldn't come up with one.

A kinda depressing poem of rejection.