Gaia Octavia
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Last SupperA Poem by Gaia OctaviaI'm gonna let my nightmare sing and let it out on everything I'll watch it feast on broken glass from all the lies I still amass My bracki.. |
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HeraA Poem by Gaia OctaviaGoddess of marriage with sorry excusefor husband and loverin mighty God ZeusGoddess of birth,did it drive you madto hear so many otherscalling him Dad.. |
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My SomeoneA Poem by Gaia OctaviaI alone desire nothing more than peaceful quiet and to be ignored To lose myself in works of fiction and pass my time with vain introspectionI .. |
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OvercomeA Poem by Gaia OctaviaIt is seared on my soul there was never a choice, I will always crave the haunting crisp of your voice |
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CognizanceA Poem by Gaia OctaviaJust a rhyme/near-rhyme challenge I set for myself. I was limited in word choices so it's super awkward but it was just for fun. |
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HyacinthA Poem by Gaia OctaviaThere's a place where I goit's a place that no one knowsamong the tangled hyacinthdeep within my own labyrinthwhere my mind can uncurland I can just b.. |
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Years AgoA Poem by Gaia OctaviaI remember late one night, as my finger tracedthe sheen of sweatin the dip of your sternum,I asked if you thoughtthere would ever come a timewhen we w.. |
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Fever DreamA Poem by Gaia OctaviaShifting realitykaleidoscope eyessipping noon teaunder starry skiesThrobbing veins unfettered hauntcurdled bloodstainsmegaphone confidantPicnic on the.. |
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More Than StatuesA Poem by Gaia OctaviaHardened huddled strangers,mouths of ash,many returned to fetal formstill giving comfortin moments lastChildren clutching,babes held to breast, encase.. |
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Mourning WoodA Poem by Gaia OctaviaShe met her paramourunderneath the sycamore whose smooth mottled barkwould tend her handas she waited in the darkfor her secret manSo when nighttime f.. |
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