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girl i could’ve been [poem]
i played the same song twenty times, imagining a life for myself so separate from reality.i painted the sky a multicoloured haze,rid each city of death and destruction.removed the darkest parts of myselfso they could only be viewed microscopically.if i close my eyes for long enough,will anything change?i keep finding myself thinking of the girl…
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complete [Poem]
words are only half of me,they cannot represent the whole,the shadow of the self that lingersand says nothing at all.i’ve spun a narrative a thousand timesof who i think i am,trying to poeticise it, manipulate it, –trying to convince you all.there’s who i see and who i am,who i am, and who i miss.who i…
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Blackout [Poem]
I don’t sing this way all day. I wait a while until the world falls asleep and imagine I’m swimming through houses underwater, the doors unlocked and unafraid. Eyes closed, humming lyrics to songs you’ve played that feel so far away. I hear your song, but it never hits the same. Because it used to…
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howl 2021
The best minds of my generation were torn apart by anxiety-inducing social media platforms. People who, desperate to show how many followers they had, desperate for fulfilment in a world based on visuals, a world that revolves around how you look and not what you think, a world in which politicians refuse to pay for…
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a face is a mask
Back within the shrieking silence, I hear you call my name. One time is not enough really, for us to play this game. I’m hoping for the next free entry, into somewhere else, You’re watching me evaporate, I just can’t help myself. This face is mine, and then it’s not. I wear it For the…
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Don’t keep the windows open.
Don’t keep the windows open, we’ve got to keep her out. And if I didn’t know any better, I’d say you should shout. Because she’s clutching hard and slipping violently, Trying her luck to fall through the gaps if she can, And if we’re going to stay locked inside here, then You’d better keep her…
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runner
Running in woods is scary until it’s not.Then it’s all freedom and laughter; what if wenever stop? But after a while of running, my toesfeel worn, and I grow tired of the aching, and it seemsthat the sky feels this too. She covers the forest withshadows, shrouding us with her thick black veil, and she’saching…
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life lines
You’re seeing and then you’re crying,smiling and then you’re laughing;Innocent and hopeful, beautiful and vulnerable.You’re walking and stumbling,dancing and prancing;All smiles and daydreams, all day long.You’re jumping and climbing,Not looking back now;Still a way to go but getting closer, one step at a time.You’re questioning and wandering,Looking beyond the surface;Being alone isn’t so tricky any…