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 Mar 2019 unnamed
Rupert Pip
I can normally sit
and bleed words for hours
but lately when I cut
I can’t draw blood.
I guess they call this
writers block.
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 Mar 2019 unnamed
Nie
Not Okay
 Mar 2019 unnamed
Nie
When you dont feel okay
Just know
I feel the same.
 Mar 2019 unnamed
Pamela
Cuts
 Mar 2019 unnamed
Pamela
One cut,
   For all my faults,
Two cuts,
   I’ve had enough,
Three cuts,
    It’s nearly done,
Four cuts,
    I’m almost gone
Five cuts,
    The final one
 Mar 2019 unnamed
Khoisan
Yet I saw black death
Vaporized in mine own eye
Overpowering
The magnitude of poetry
 Mar 2019 unnamed
Sydney Victoria
I love it when she’s blue,
I love it when she’s gold,
I love it when she’s silver,
I love it when she’s cold,
I love it when she’s quiet,
I love it when she’s bold,
I love it when she’s calm,
I love it when she folds
I love her for her secrets,
I love her for her songs,
I love her for her rights,
I love her for her wrongs,
I love it when she moves me,
When she pulls me,
When she soothes me,
I love it when she’s red,
I love it when she’s gray,
I love it when she’s mine,
I love it when she strays,
I love her for her warmth,
I love her for her stare,
I love her for her depths,
I love her for her care.
I’m in love with ocean. Her beauty, her grace. The secrets she harbors, the life she gives to all creatures. I love the way she holds me & makes me feel free. I am euphoric, I can see her now. No caps because I am truly meek in her presence.
each morning when she brushes her makeup on her face
she feels like picasso painting a masterpiece
she is a beautiful piece of artwork
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