POETRY
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There was a nice little snow fall When I was coming down It stopped as I did To watch the dark Swallow up the light
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Cool winter morn Under leafless trees Just thinking of the morn In this world dis-ease Fear and discomfort What is different You huddle in a consort To kill the variant In any way you can And the rest you silence Oppress in the narrow strand The real is ambivalence 52 When the moments are hollow…
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Caught in a prison Of flesh and bones Living in a world Oh, so wrong Someone turned the tables And now it’s gone I can’t see the light Or the end of the night It’s all tangled twisted And tied in knots The smile that I see Is an angry smile All I wanted to…
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I I am torn between Being or not The state of torment Continues as a knot In my throat As a large knife Racing through my brain With a pair of scissors Cutting the passion Into little obsessions Replete repeated constants Are the Inevitable compulsions Thoughts of menstruating through the grey A matter perpetuating Into…
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When I saw you walking Down the street just talking With your friend laughing It was what I saw in your eyes We did glance a moment just a moment Forever must have been just a second And the sun crashed through that horizon To light up your smile against all of heaven I watched…
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I don’t leave it up to you I just don’t care I don’t give it up for free I just don’t care I fray the hypodermic thread And puncture my being I just don’t care When there seems nothing left And I’m ready to die I still don’t care Whatever you believe I’m still fucking…
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There’s not much left when the soul is bared raw To its innocence’s theft blasted into your very craw The pit of insanity and the broken Thinking ambiguity is the answer stolen From the brink the fire This time the phoenix stays down 26 November 25, 2012 When the moment arrives be present. 27 The…
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This is not a winter Nor am I discontent This is a cruel joke By idiots told and harshly sent I am waiting to see the down load end As I sit pondering garbage bent. November When the body and the mind Are separate and unkind Argue the gender’s refrain In the binary world of…
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It is not a season That brings this to me Cold blistering to rise against From a cutting shore, years passed The wounds overcome the senses Bleeding into the ice of this My present + in the moment + still + Screaming from the shudder of dusk It is not a season That unfolds its…
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The end of April beneath grey skies If I hit the ground before I see those eyes Let me have stillness if but for a moment Let her fall ever so gently into torment Ignite the moment with us together One is lighting the world in a fever You have become the monster terror Tearing…
nina gisele 7th 