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Do not open... no, seriously, don't! Go read something else you nosy miscreant!
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The red of your fingernailspulsates in the demonic winter skyEvery single colour an affrontnow you're not hereWhy'd I have to be the sort to take note..
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Your face, unpleasant -resembling, as it does, the bubbles brewingin a witch's cauldronYour suit, likeyou've made the journey fromdoctor, to salesman,..
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Disclaimer:
This poem contains references to self harm; it is partly inspired by the work of Hanya Yanagihara
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I miss that magical feeling of reading a lineand being demolished by it. I want to implode -words on a page, the carefully placed dynamiteof my decima..
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This isn't really a poem;I'm actually trying to recruit a committeeI think the English language has a deficit -we need a new word that perfectlyencaps..
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I went drunk in my search for words,because the sober me had seldom little poetryleft. Inside my bunker heart. Inside my loaded mind.God, this is goin..
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Written as a poem of appreciate for Fabian who continues to review my work like an absolute gentleman; it is such an honour to continue to enjoy your ..
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An omitted poem.
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