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The TideI look out and see peoplePeople that like to be peopleThe people that walk down the streetRazor blades under their feetSlabs of concrete thrus..
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The tide of time shifts onto me as I peek into infinity and realize that my soul itself is a simple figment of my ego. I perceive the universe with my..
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Experimental piece. Let me know what you think!
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A poem about anxiety and hunger and the never ending cycle of self-harm that can occur because of it.
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