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what we sow

I can feel him squirm The worm he is Not dragon or snake Doesn't need to tell me How "powerless" feels This was a lesson he taught me too well Am I enjoying myself? Well ... yes It is not often We get to see karma in action But I warned him She is a… Continue reading what we sow

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bloggity blog, poetry

happy father’s day

Cruelty is not a trait you should have Compassion and kindness is the only way you should kill anyone Inflicting pain with every move you make The innocence of babes destroyed I hope you don't realise what you have done Because if you did That would be so much worse Laughter like hornets wings Your… Continue reading happy father’s day

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my fears plucked

Him Biting off more than he could chew Porcelain teeth cut through my soft flesh Spat out my pieces The bits he found so distasteful Am I so distasteful? Displeasing disposable This taste, full heart The window in my new room In my new home Is wide open now Negative temperature air Floating through my… Continue reading my fears plucked

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my freedom, waves

Vapor rings dance out of my mouth as I think of all the things I have done Sleeping in a double bed First time in two years Space has never felt so cozy He, a paper weight on my ink-stained soul It is nice to finally allow the breeze to take me where it pleases… Continue reading my freedom, waves

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through this year

"Good bye" the last words spoken. My past me left behind in a haze of cigarette ash, cruel words and bloody feathers strewn. Sworn to myself it would be the last last time. I gave you too many finalities. I gave you too many second chances, second thoughts. You gave me too many "I'll never… Continue reading through this year

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medusa hair snake

Cold blooded Needing the warmth of others to stay alive A fire grrl seemed perfect for your next victim Medusa hair Snake in the grass Monster heart You turned that fire grrl to stone Cracked and crumbling Frozen and cold Mind in two Two minds All she ever wanted was you You wanna talk about… Continue reading medusa hair snake

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flower, when plucked

Flowers need the Earth, the ground, to be flowers But the ground is still the ground without the flower The flower does remain the flower, when plucked. Once a pretty little thing to look upon, but soon wilting, dying. The ground doesn't need anything to be itself. It is always the ground. If someone asks… Continue reading flower, when plucked

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yours, my hell

I live exist in the house of nightmares Reliving little horrors skin re-torn bruises re-blackened I walk through the hall of mirrors but the reflections are all different Me the way you saw me hideous, repulsive Me with you at my back knife at my throat My eyes are not my eyes They are yours,… Continue reading yours, my hell

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fight in silence

We fight in silence we battle with words using punctuation to scream using structure and verse to cut deep into each others flesh this is the new but the fight is still the same We love too much to love And hate ourselves too much to change this is the new but the fight is… Continue reading fight in silence

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Kintsukuroi

Life happens Damaging Barely managing People waft In and out Like autumn leaves Or tides Or clouds Leaving marks On your body On your skin Heart their play thing A chew toy for the careless Un careful Care fully Who fully cares? Once whole Shattered Scattered Torn and tattered We pick up our pieces Cradling… Continue reading Kintsukuroi