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Outer SpaceI can't remember the time or place That my brain flew into space A moment where I became just sludge A tiny being of melting chocolate fudgeOuter Space
A tasty combination of hope and fear Wished that I could hold you near I jumped into a hole I made To find that I was full of pain
And darkness surrounded me I was wrapped in insanity Not able to hear you speak Your words and actions seemed so meek
I could not tell if I was real or fake This terrible feeling was truly opaque I looked in the mirror to find that I was a stranger At first I loved m
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The Running ManA man is jogging on an old, crooked road As the sun sets, his breath is already heavy His feet already sore His muscles strong but achingThe Running Man
The darkness settles in all around him The cool air brushes against his hot skin, A refreshing relief An escape from reality.
The long, spiny shadows of trees loom over him Every step he takes getting harder, His heartbeat races, So he stops on the side of the road, breathing deeply.
But no matter the pain, It is here that he feels at peace. He is one with the road, His running shoes are his best f
by ~IntoTheFuror
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En ce monde nul ne peut me saisir
Car je réside aussi bien chez les morts
Que chez ceux qui ne sont pas nés.
Un peu plus près du cœur de la création qu’il n’est d’usage,
Et pourtant encore bien trop éloigné.
Paul Klee, Journal.
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Poetry is truly boundless. It is my passion, I am the canvas.
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both bitter and tart
you decide the taste of my art
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