Tag: poetry analysis
did you or did i?
you claim to know me, the toxicity i grew up with the toxicity i built in me. the pain it took me, the pills it took me, the time it…[...]
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an orange squeezed is orange juice
when forced into a corner, pushed to the brink, when wrung dry and lifeless, what comes out of you, what you make of you, is who you are. who you…[...]
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little love, leaves and red ants
a picture i can snap of you, while you chew your lip over an email. a foot in my lap, as i sip coffee in the terrace. your fingers that…[...]
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