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A Poem by
The Glassface
Crystal walkers I love this one So elegant, look into the moon You ever see such singing? Lingering, dreaming to the very evening. I..
What Shall be
A Poem by
The Glassface
What will happen Will happen Yes it will What will be Will be Yes it will Why won't you dance Is it android dance? It is small..
I'm ...
A Poem by
The Glassface
I'm a graveyard Soul sucking stealer Reach up from the depths With my tentacled feelers Leech on your lungs from belker smoke Take a ..
OvCe
A Poem by
The Glassface
Twist whip hips and a soft lit face Baby you're beautiful, what's your name? Angel's halo with that succubus grace Come on with me back to..
Stutter
A Poem by
The Glassface
Yea I can see straight. I'm fine. Stop. Go forward, there's only entropy behind us. Wait. Time to die. Ok, wake up. ..
A Time to Pass
A Poem by
The Glassface
So effortless, floating down. Walking backwards up the ant queen's mound Flipped through darkness speed of sound While you wat..
Right to Life
A Poem by
The Glassface
Such an interesting way to liveA head filled with cloudsand your feet stuck in the mudBreeding, bleeding and feedingCreatures cloning and screamingFel..
#13
A Poem by
The Glassface
I walk down the light Streets set in sight Where fire burns bright I met you back on main where you never came back Start with a s..
A Walk
A Poem by
The Glassface
Get up buddy, gotta celebrate The world stopped turning but it's not too late Hesitate at your choice It's your time and it's your voice ..
Barriooooooo
A Poem by
The Glassface
Who are you looking at with those eagle eyes? Don't live west side of the streets Where your dreams come true off the supple grain tea..
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