Natasha
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Frame by FrameA Poem by Natashachildhood flashbacks |
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IdentitiesA Poem by Natashachange is mere visualization, but balance is your headstone |
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The Last Love Poem For NowA Poem by Natashaseen through the eyes of an elderly soul-my grandma my grandpa's soul will forever live on- rest in peace.... |
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Memoirs from a BathtubA Poem by NatashaTwisted-dissection continues to frighten |
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Manic PsychosisA Poem by Natashascreeching manic terror of crimson irisesviolent psychosis overpowersplacid, then anvil!possession rushes over.the bottle drives focusshivers of tortu.. |
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I Wish I Could Have Smelled The Rain.A Poem by Natashastruggle |
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Tea BagA Poem by NatashaThose Bill Crosby sweaters you wore -I always knew they were you Those special coins you took out of your pocket - always the most precious Th.. |
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The SpartanA Poem by NatashaThe leader in my hands Walks the path of daisies Hoping for a new change The claws come out, but Muffled voices do not listen H.. |
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The DevilA Poem by NatashaThe devil sits with me and waits He too sees the nightmare in front of my eyes I, don’t want to admit it But, that is why he is here .. |
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HeroA Poem by NatashaHero Eagle feathers fly within the sky Majestically soaring with happiness Content & in charge Standing for a better day Rare &.. |
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