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A ship made of seams,
and pentacles and moonlight beams,
on a trapezoid sea of diamondy dreams.
It's a highly recommeded ship it would seem.
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Literature
Product of a broken mentality 1 and 2
(1)
Scratched and bruised
misplaced and used
used to it are you?
gashed so far, you're bleeding through
into me
please
cover yourself
and find some decency
I try to help you out
but I can't tell you who to be
when I zone out
everything becomes a cardboard cut out
pop out pages of children's picture books
the walls close in
and I travel through space
into the background...
(2)
Product of a broken mentality
doesn't touch the same chord
can you truly teach me anything?
or strike a familiar tune?
I'm on the mend - helpless absurd fury
poison scar
bled ink through ripped pages
a metaphor for...
can anything get through?
Literature
1.
Bombarded. This was the word that Thomas Albertson Junior would use to describe his life. This was only more compounded on this specific day. He had woke at his normal 7:00 time, and followed his normal routine. At 7:00 his alarm went off. At 7:01 he woke up and hit snooze. He repeated the snooze cycle two more times. At 7:16 he knew he needed to really wake up.
Thomas grumbled to himself as he dropped his feet over the side of his bed. Slowly he made himself stand to his feet, took a second to let his head catch up with his body, and began to shuffle towards the bathroom. After leaving last night’s meal with the porcelain god, he wash
Literature
Eight Thoughts About Nowadays
I.
I have forgotten how to write
Therefore I have forgotten how to exist.
II.
Life keeps tripping me every turn of the way
And I keep slipping in these ice-covered roads
III.
My hometown is screaming during the night
But I put on my headphones and try to sleep
IV.
People insist we don't care
And the moment we show them we do
They then try to discredit us
V.
My name means nothing to the world
VI.
Weeks go by and yet I still stand still
Waiting for autumn to turn into winter
VII.
The cold seep into my bones
And make me even more fragile than I already am
(My heart is frozen and I shiver)
VIII.
"Make me a poem" they say
I can't anymore
I
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Inspired by the book "The Girl Who Circumnavigated Fairyland In A Ship Of Her Own Making".
If the poem is to difficult to read (I was playing around with the poems font trying to make it look a bit cobbled together and fairy-ish) I can have a "translation" at the very bottom in a more readable formate.
Enjoy
If the poem is to difficult to read (I was playing around with the poems font trying to make it look a bit cobbled together and fairy-ish) I can have a "translation" at the very bottom in a more readable formate.
Enjoy
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Lol. I Forgot How A Poem Trade Specifically Works. 
Refresh My Memory?
Refresh My Memory?