Désiré Desrosiers
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CorruptionA Poem by Désiré Des..What makes us human. |
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Black, Like My InkA Poem by Désiré Des..The true nature of humans as a species. We're quite deceiving, are we not? |
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AgonyA Poem by Désiré Des..It hurts.It doesn’t feel good, right?But,feeling pain reminds you you’re alive,and being alive is good,isn’t it?Life is the best thi.. |
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You Don't Say?A Poem by Désiré Des..Those people who tell me,“You’ll run into people you don’t likein the future.”Are you kidding?You are SO VERY wise.That’.. |
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Unfolded MeA Poem by Désiré Des..An old dream. |
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TaintedA Poem by Désiré Des..the corruption in my heartis just a seedthe greed in my heartis just a grainwhen will the corruptionsprout into weedwhen will I turnagainst my father .. |
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Entomophobia and Tactile HallucinationsA Poem by Désiré Des..insects everywhere |
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As the Wind BlowsA Poem by Désiré Des..hairfalling like leavesoh, stress, my head feels coolerlet it fall my hairmy head my armsmy dignity |
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Upon Further Reflection (Part 3)A Poem by Désiré Des..A turn from passion towards gratitude, directed towards parents. |
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Genuine Passion (Part 2)A Poem by Désiré Des..passion is not just a wantit is simply a very strong emotionwhether it be humane or sadisticit is stillpassionsuccessful people aren’t always pa.. |
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