Pól
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Kicking Celestial DirtA Poem by PólHere I standat heaven's gatepondering; should i knockor walk awayas I have doneso many times before.My mind wandersto that first kissheart pumping ter.. |
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RevengeA Poem by PólDo you remember me?As you struggle in my grasp.Have I changed so?Don't you want to be my friend?,as you were before.I was weakYou were strongBut table.. |
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|Psycho momA Poem by Pólteardrops and tantrumsquickly ignoredglitch and glamourdressed like a hoarthe crumbling stones of a ruined temple.preening and pruning, struting her s.. |
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The cragged rockA Poem by PólMy first ever attempt at poetry |
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Poles ApartA Poem by PólFamiliar theme of unrequited love |
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Son of a sonA Poem by PólI'm not sure what this is. |
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As clear as the balls on a dog; An ode to the blin..A Poem by PólI was asked a really stupid question today, and it made me think of this |
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Waiting for GoodfornothingA Poem by Pólyou don't want friendshipnor need supportas you wallowin loathing self-pitypraising evil deedsof doormatsmore pathetic than yourselfignoring the truth.. |
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The BootsA Story by PólThis is the beginning of a story I'm thinking of writing. Not sure if I'm going to continue. Would value feedback. |
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