Posts
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limited lakes of pure power
voiceless people in crowds
vigorous lives we live
harmful visions I see
hilarious thoughts I am made to think
please do not forget where you are going.
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my time on earth is complete
do not fear death.
do not shame her and ignore her and forget her.
accept her.
she is a monumental step in growing and in pain.
she isn't twisted.
she doesn't steal or rob.
she has lessons for you.
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ghosts like to walk through me
they twist my limbs and heal the rot
they set the stage and play the part
they help me smile when I am weak
they entertain the thoughts I call bleak
they laugh and sing and gaze at stars
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Speechless
I am many people and one person.
I am the poet, who sees in shades of red and orange,
Red hair and pale skin that refuses to tan under the summer sky.
That girl married her city, her people,
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My City, My City
My city, my city
It takes many forms
In people and plants
Vines and beggars
Angry men and sour women
The worst of the best people
And the best of the worst
Poets and great minds
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A Boy And His Fists
A boy is quick with anger
With charm, he uses force
On anything that breathes
Anything that has a pulse
But this boy is amazing
He's kind and uses words
His poetic touch, how he thinks too much,