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You snap me again! I'm made of metal that only bends so far. Yet, you push and you pull! I buckle under the pressure. How much longer will this ..

Poem about the death of Dido, from her sister's perspective.

What hope would there be if you did not want me? If I were truly worthless? Should I not have pride in the fact that I am yours? Create..

So, Here we have the Basic Human Cavern. This crack That splinters out from the core. The root of all these Little Fractures. The Original ..

This beautiful thing. This lost art. A reach to divinity. A communication with humanity. With history. With future. The abstract becoming c..

Talked down. I am right. Allow me to open your mind Feeble thinkers I will be the bigger person I will answer slowly You will unde..

Do moments create? Do they flow, like a river, to a great sea of something? Life? What happens when? Do we master moments, or m..

What color am I, you ask. What a silly suggestion; that anyone's soul could be expressed so simply. What color you ask? Perhaps I will try. The c..

The bland taste of boredom rests on my tongue. This dish was served dryly tonight. It settles in my stomach and floats, as my thoughts slide ..

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