Tobias Rasmussen
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Bottle and a glassA Poem by Tobias RasmussenDoor opens, society closes. The heavy door of a bar, intimidating. The world outside frozen. Sitting backwards, my life infuriating. Holding the b.. |
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Why do I write?A Poem by Tobias RasmussenFor the true poet contest |
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Physician of the mindA Poem by Tobias RasmussenWhy do I feel sad when I have done nothing wrong? |
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You are...A Poem by Tobias RasmussenA shout out to Mia Rockwell who inspired me to write this one. |
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TristhedA Poem by Tobias RasmussenEt andet dansk digt, som jeg skrev i et af mine ungdomsmelankolske øjeblikke. |
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Thank youA Poem by Tobias RasmussenA poem written to thank the ones who made my life a little less painful and a lot more bearable.. |
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Left BehindA Poem by Tobias RasmussenI wanted to express the feeling of being left behind by a loved one. |
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Jeg kan flyveA Poem by Tobias RasmussenEt digt som jeg skrev til ære for den afdøde digter Michael Strunge, der begik selvmord ved at hoppe fra en høj bygning, som 21 &a.. |
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Her eyes are like sapphiresA Poem by Tobias RasmussenI know romance.. cliche... F**k me... That rhymes... Have some good reading times... |
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I still love you...A Poem by Tobias RasmussenNot really much to say.. I was just felling the words crawling from my pen.. and then there is that... |