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rewind, play.A Poem by elleit is the wounds from our fathersthat young girls go to find in loversonly to repeat the vicious cyclesof heartbreak and reoccurring painrewind. play... |
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I'd Rather You StayA Poem by ellelike knives stricken through eyesor arrows punctured through spleensthe pain in our demisegreatly triumphs all those thingstrapped like dolls affixed .. |
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when silent, its the loudest.A Poem by ellethe monsters in my head are silently ragingengaging in behavior that i can not aid & wheni silence them they yell with a violence by their choicea.. |
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Death Comes in ThreesA Poem by ellecues world's smallest violinand the water works beginas i sulk all but withinyou're omnipotent in sinthe burn is that of iceit's chill has struck me t.. |
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If asked of America...A Poem by elleFrom my Point of View... |
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Princess in the Highest TowerA Poem by elleShe will save herself. |
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In a Perfect WorldA Poem by elleBeloved fantasies that we try to project into reality. |
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lost&found.A Poem by elleThank you spirit guides. Thank you Siddhartha Gautama. |
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Mid MarchA Poem by elleThe honest 'tails' of 2 fish. Jhene Aiko's book '2 fish' inspired me to be completely honest about how I think/view myself. It's okay to note your.. |
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Love in invisible inkA Poem by elleI wrote this on a napkin. Its in the trash now. Symbolic of what we were? |
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