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#261

I Saw a Fairy in the Corn Fields

I was at my grandmother’s house in Southern Indiana looking over the cornstalks and saw a most beautiful blue butterfly (fairy is a more exaggerating and colorful word for it). As I have I...
Its dress was striped as if it was pledging allegiance to the wilderness Barren wilderness in the low-country The mouth was agape, in awe of the immeasurable kinds of light and fronds I told it to...

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#262

Message


Meditating I have the feeling that I was one it was god and me I felt like I was inside my mum In the darkness of my eyes I could see the beauty that sometimes my eyes...

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#264

Dead Poet

It describes the feelings of a depressed and suicidal guy's mind, making you understand some of the most common thoughts of our times. Dead Poet is a simple piece of the puzzle called depression, i...
Lost in a dark world, Always looking around, Screaming until be found, Hoping to hear a simple sound, Feeling alone at the peaceful night, Walking on the snow, Barely breathing in the freezing cold without a single cloth, Staring at the...

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#266

And It Wasn’t That I Lost You

Losing yourself in someone and then losing them.
My chivalrous door opener The love of food we shared Your sweet sticky in between smell of your own and what you use to cover it up The sensation of a touch A million priceless smiles in...

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#267

RAIN


Earthlings lose muscles My heart Rains To the one who ask us none He takes back what he always possessed Broods stroke their knees Adjuring for fair play He counts This is no joy the biorhythm gets going at null sun The leaves I crafted Will...

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#268

Mourning in the Key of D


Mourning in the key of D I dwell in the darkness of depression, it draws me deeper into its depths, drowning me in dismal drapery, dispatching me in despondent directions. This debilitating disease is demanding dour disaster, detrimental damage and...

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#269

The Woods of Change

I was inspired to write this poem after having an old friend say he was going to commit suicide. He then texted me the next day, as I was writing this poem, saying that...
Once I knew the path Into the Woods of Change What was once bright and sunny, Has become cold and strange Once I knew who I was: Hard-working, happy, secure No clearer an image of myself, But...

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