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I Am But A CageA Poem by LanaI am but a cage,And the remnants of my ideas flow through,Only to be trapped by the borders,By an unknown magnet of cryptic orders.I am but a cage,A g.. |
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A Witch's CallA Poem by LanaPale death on toasted breadA winning clock rings in your earJumping down the river of souvenirsA blue moon in a candle jarRose-scented juice, as you l.. |
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I Ignore MyselfA Poem by LanaI ignore myselfMy reflection nauseates meThe smell permeates the walls of the bathroomand I vomitI avoid myselfWhen I’m handed a pistolI take it.. |
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I'm A Writer Who Cannot WriteA Poem by LanaI am a poet who writes for myselfI never share itI’m ashamedMy words spill out on their ownThey’re like a black, sugary liquid pouring fro.. |
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I don't like mathA Poem by OmikronI despise mathematicians, number magicians,numeral wankers turned bankers,men in suits with menacing lawsuits,synchronized brains engulfed in mindgame.. |
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A Dream Or Despair?A Poem by TwilightThis poem is a call for people to face the dark times which we face with resolve and honesty, rather than hiding away in the hope that our future will.. |
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Born To DieA Poem by LanaFighting to be born,Only dying to die againColors of the rainbowBlind the state's affairsCoursing the joke,Pretending to careFolk music insteadOf main.. |
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Be Strong, My FriendA Poem by LanaYou've got to be strong, my friend, this life is not candy, it's concrete, but you pretend that it won't take so long, in the end, for the world to re.. |
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ChatGPTA Poem by LanaDo you think there's a heaven for those of us who are pressed like juice, thrown into a vessel of tedious mashed-up peels from old fruits, fruits that.. |
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The World Keeps On SpinningA Poem by LanaYou could threaten suicide,and the universe would keep on turning,and turning, and turning.You could give gold to a silver tree,and it would turn gree.. |
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Dying To Be BornA Poem by LanaBorn with a general anesthesiaI die again and call for the blackNo rainbow to justify the blindFighting to be born againIt's an affair to die againOr .. |
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Free RidesA Poem by LanaMissed opportunity, so unprecedented,And the president's public eye has deniedThe free rides of a few, by pure design,Reflections of traditions, disto.. |
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A DrinkA Poem by LanaScented body flittering in the ginI take in, I take in the mintI used to swim into oceans of distilled waterAnd wonder why I felt so thinI want to che.. |
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Fragile formsA Poem by AdrianaSo first thing I poet on here |
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Power of ghostsA Poem by LanaWatch the sky withdraw, its beauty adorned with icy artificeSnow settles in the wind,Gently caressing the things that made it realA carpet of snow set.. |
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Pretty SoulA Poem by LanaShe felt the mice on her bed were just crawling over her leg, and the holes in her walls seemed like dangerous, foolish flaws. The white carpet had tu.. |
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