Olivia
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What Freedom Means To MeA Poem by OliviaI’ll become an ugly cross dresser and flirt around in those dirty bars. I’ll inject some heroin into my numb veins till I ca.. |
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Jackie KnowsA Poem by OliviaJackie hopes one day that the sky will shine a bright red light And everyones tears will drop from the sky Creating peace And compl.. |
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Be CorrectA Poem by OliviaGod, can't you just see itOhh the pretentious laughsAnd the dribble drabble of minty fresh breathThe world is translucentBut who cares?God, I'm tiredT.. |
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ShadowsA Poem by OliviaThere are 800 dead bodies below the beautifulwomen'shouse She says they are just shadows Consequencesof the sun's rays Too bright She sa.. |
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SipA Poem by OliviaI want to do stand-up comedy laying downI want to play chess blindfoldedI want to write the great American novel on heroinAnd I told you to shut shut .. |
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