Tag: Poetry
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Let Me In (A Poem)
It’s 3 arms deep in the morning and I can’t sleep. Consumed by love and a false sense of reality creep-ing. This doesn’t seem right. I thought time was supposed to heal. Apparently, time was just a catalyst for bitterness to become real. I see where your heart is. I want to believe that it…
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This isn’t Real
The only thought coursing through my mind I can’t escape it, It haunts me. This isn’t real. You’ve been present from my first breath; Now I’ll be present for your last. This isn’t real. Strength was your aura, You wore it like a veil; The disease saps you of life. This isn’t real. I find…
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A Stranger in the Graveyard (A Poem)
Clicking, tapping, dragging along the road The soft echo of my feet cascaded by the street lamp’s glow. Another night, moon rising through the darkening sky
Confessions 