Kelsea
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SleepwalkingA Poem by KelseaDull, gray, lifeless A person's eyes As you watch, you see a light- and at first, it's brilliant... and then it just Escapes. Sleepwalking, .. |
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His Concrete LipsA Poem by KelseaUgh. |
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Usureta HikariA Poem by KelseaConceptual meddling. |
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A Misplaced MadnessA Poem by KelseaTake that. |
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CrescendoA Poem by KelseaOh, I'm perfectly aware that this sucks. It feels like a broken memory to me, more than anything. I was playing off an idea, as per usual. |
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The Art of MiscommunicationA Poem by KelseaI sort of realized on my own that what I'm trying to describe makes perfect sense to ME because I see it clearly, I know what I'm talking about. But.. |
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