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ring2 years ago in Street
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happy christmass1 year ago in deviantID
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where is the air 2 years ago in Street
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its alive2 years ago in Street
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thinking2 years ago in Spontaneous Portraits
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yup2 years ago in Fashion Portraits
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they gonna play2 years ago in deviantID
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the thing2 years ago in Colored animation
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cat run2 years ago in deviantID
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running there2 years ago in Street
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something is missimg2 years ago in deviantID
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gracia 1 year ago in Spontaneous Portraits
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2012-001 1 year ago in Emotive Portraits
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Silver ecstasy.1 year ago in Classic Portraits
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StretchedRocks fall out of my ears, eyes, nose and mouthStretched1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
He catches them
but they hurt his hands
I am awful
and i'm selfish
and i'm
crushing
his
hands
I have to tape up my ears
tape up my eyes
tape up my nose
and
tape
up
my
mouth
my
mouth
that
doesn't
shut
The rocks may build up
and press against my insides
until i'm stretched out
paper
thin
My skin may tear
and they'd flow out
But until then
I must keep his hands safe
from
my
rocks
Dysphoric AcrosticVile and repulsive;Dysphoric Acrostic1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
organs without purpose. Heavy
masses of flesh and putrid fat
inevitably grow and swell;
tumors on my once-perfect chest.
Golden Glow1 year ago in Country Life
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Side Look1 year ago in Other
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Skyline1 year ago in Landscapes
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Stupid RocksMy problems are so small.Stupid Rocks1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Miniature doll sets with little cradles and forks.
Tiny fingers and painted cheeks.
Plastic eyes and China bodies.
All I can do is play with my doll set.
Even though his problems are big ones.
Even though his problems will make a dent in his future.
His problems are big rocks.
You can never really get rid of big rocks.
Unless you crush them up into powder,
but you can't crush problems into powder.
My problems hurt me.
Everybody's problems hurt them.
But some problems are small, like mine.
Too small to worry about.
You will not remember your tiny china doll set twenty years from now.
But rocks are big
Microspermatozoid 1 year ago in Abstract
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wild 1 year ago in Self-Portraits
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Toy Camera1 year ago in Infants and Children
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Brain BooksI like it when you sit across from me, because I can see your marble eyes,Brain Books1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
and your crooked nose, and your chipped tooth.
I can look at the way you move your fingers around your soda tab.
The way you scrunch up your crooked nose when you laugh.
When you look at me, you smile.
You smile because you know what I'm thinking.
You've read all of my poems,
you know that I like your details.
You know that I like your words and how they sound.
My brain is a little book that you keep in your pocket,
you flip through it sometimes, and you doggy-ear pages that are about you.
You smile because you know what I say about you,
you know that I onl
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