FoReHeAd IMprEgNaBle
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MotionA Poem by FoReHeAd IMprEgNaBleHang glidershang, suspended yet glidetraverse measurable distanceneither better or worsegreater or lessonly motion |
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SplitA Poem by FoReHeAd IMprEgNaBlesomething, mainly a ramble |
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untitledA Poem by FoReHeAd IMprEgNaBleI went for a late night walk at 4 AM Lightning bugs resembled the patterns of stars above So I, knelt on the edge of a bridge, lit the orange e.. |
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is it better to not work at all than to do the job..A Poem by FoReHeAd IMprEgNaBleshort excerpt from a spoken poem i created impersonating the reading style of kerouac driving around in my car in the country at 5 am. it's funny how .. |
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was the sunshine a memory or a delusion- Tales fro..A Poem by FoReHeAd IMprEgNaBleI hadn’t wrote a poem in so long That by the time I did, I thought That writing a poem was an act of insanity Who leaves their chair.. |
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Poetry, and roads (does this even count as poetry)..A Poem by FoReHeAd IMprEgNaBleya poem |
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this mindA Poem by FoReHeAd IMprEgNaBleThis mind Far and distant Quiet like the eyes of the cricket Peering through the thicket Soars across the neighborhood Once showered .. |
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merchant poemA Poem by FoReHeAd IMprEgNaBlewrote this little diddy at work the other day, enjoi |
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The instinctive spirit often goes unrecognizedA Poem by FoReHeAd IMprEgNaBleThe instinctive spirit often goes unrecognized much like a chatter-box child who runs and weaves at the feet of giants and whose blabbering.. |
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This one truly lived a beautiful lifeA Poem by FoReHeAd IMprEgNaBleThis one truly lived a beautiful life Just her eyes, Vaults of celestial sky The bright cerulean iris, bearing God’s genetics.. |
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