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the color redA Poem by maered.it was all red.like a well known pageor a tilted stageit was all red.and they'd try to write sonnets with itnotes glistening scarlet songbut no ma.. |
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the eyes of societyA Poem by maei spend hours and days trying to come up with words that i no longer possess and a heart that no longer beats for what reason other than some c.. |
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12:41 pmA Poem by maebut how will I know I'm aliveif my blood isn't leaking from my fingertipsdown unto my twisted and turned bodyand staining the skin below |
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the rusty silver plate.A Poem by maefull.it was always meant to be full.working its way from last to first layer.ninth layer deatheighth layer retirementseventh layer grandchildrensixth .. |
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65 liesA Poem by maeand then some will look you in the eyesand liestraight to you're beautiful gray eyesthat they never remembered the color ofstraight to your brainthat .. |
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melomaniacA Poem by maei am slowly losing my mind this will not make sense but it is beauty |
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rigor mortisA Poem by maeit doesn't make sense but maybe that's the beauty of it |
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