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Last seen on Sep 21 12:07 AM.
Member since July 11.
- I am a
20 year old
person
- I have 11 poems
My Poetry
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Headed for truth prior to birth pains,
walking crippled without a cane.
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For those whose soul hurts more than their heart beats,
whose mind is more inflamed than the desert exudes heat.
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Grey clouds pour shadows over dim homes,
shed invisible tears near forsaken trees where the lost roam.
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Lyrical symbolism takes place of well crafted entertainment intoxication,
giving those who heard a mind-soul aneurysm.
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