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When Freedom is in a Jail Cell

When Freedom is in a Jail Cell

A Poem by Not here


The world's so much morecomplicated.All the colors have beenslowly faded. So many deaths and so many crimes. So many mistakes and so many times.Such l..
When You Love

When You Love

A Poem by Not here


When it rains,when it pours,when you doubt,when it storms...When you can't,when I won't,when we saybut we don't...You're everything I ever need,the on..
Struggles With the Phone

Struggles With the Phone

A Poem by Not here


I think that we are on our own amidst the places we were shown. Maybe if we find the track it will lead us safely back. I think it's time that w..
My New Fantasy Novel

My New Fantasy Novel

A Story by Not here


I have a new fantasy novel I've been working on, and I'm almost completed with the first draft! If you're interested in reading it and helping me make..
Slice

Slice

A Poem by Not here


OncE anD yOu'Re a HeROTwiCE AnD yOU'Re JusT bADThriCe You'RE GettInG LooPYfoUR TimEs YoU'rE f*****g mad
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A Mario Philosophy

A Mario Philosophy

A Poem by Not here


what's the point of living if we're just wasting away?make a lot of money then blow it all in a day.what's the point of living if we're dying to our d..
The Mysterious Priest (Short Poem)

The Mysterious Priest (Short Poem)

A Poem by Not here


Smile with those reddened bones.Fingers all dried up like scones.Wrinkles wrap your warty frame.Your mind believes it's a game.Try to breathe and take..
The Providential Priest (Short Poem)

The Providential Priest (Short Poem)

A Poem by Not here


Finger-cuts,bleeding ruts.Fingerprints.tasty mints.Shiny huts,squirming guts.Painful splint,dead misprint.Hurried haste,so misplaced.Wrecking ballsthr..
The Secretive Priest (Short Poem)

The Secretive Priest (Short Poem)

A Poem by Not here


I killed a man.He called my name.I killed him as I lost the game.I killed a girl.She told me so.I killed her as I painted snow.I killed a boy.He cried..
Thirty-Two

Thirty-Two

A Poem by Not here


Forgive me.You give methe only thing I love.Unfold methen hold me.You're falling from above.I'm losing,I'm choosingto give up my own breath.You're mov..