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i saw eucalypts at dana point
eyes deceived and for moments
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it's a beautiful day, i am going to see
by Cannonsfire
28 lines, 14 comments,
on Oct 24 12:25 PM
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tell me where we fell down
before a nursery rhyme tower,
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i went to find him yesterday between street vendors,
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anne sat with me today,
we conversed
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a poem; i thought about it. nah it didn't feel right and this morning the blue in California hurt my eyes from the red i drank last night. i woke up fearless and still afraid that days are ending, sooner than i planned them t
by Cannonsfire
19 lines, 9 comments,
on Oct 23 11:01 AM
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i am writing an antithesis where no one wins
by Cannonsfire
15 lines, 12 comments,
on Oct 23 12:35 AM
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baskets hold mystics with swallow songs,
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i walk these streets more known than
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i can describe blue to you,
not one that is befallen
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make it about the moon add stars and then
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the mere phosphorescence
a glow on the dimmest shores
by Cannonsfire
41 lines, 27 comments,
on Oct 20 4:41 PM
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the flaws in diamonds evaluate aesthetics
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by Cannonsfire
19 lines, 9 comments,
on Oct 20 12:13 AM
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fighting with what i can't see befouls the night and sleep,
by Cannonsfire
27 lines, 9 comments,
on Oct 19 11:52 PM
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i should have a voice, a strong allegory
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i watch the sun remove the blanket from the mountains
by Cannonsfire
27 lines, 5 comments,
on Oct 19 12:49 PM
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the mist today will uncover the past
by Cannonsfire
21 lines, 2 comments,
on Oct 19 11:30 AM
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by Cannonsfire
20 lines, 14 comments,
on Oct 18 11:18 PM
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don't you want dawn to end night, just once
by Cannonsfire
19 lines, 2 comments,
on Oct 18 11:12 PM
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we are destitute from explanations of
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'happiness is only real when it is shared' ( Into the Wild)
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wheat burns his eyes a gold husk, bent to poverty
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it may never seem enough but i am yours
by Cannonsfire
31 lines, 5 comments,
on Oct 16 11:09 PM
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i've blown by you, a sweet smell of summer
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i want to show you
what does not exist
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the twilight crows come home to that familiar place
by Cannonsfire
37 lines, 2 comments,
on Oct 15 10:08 PM
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exhaustion of the steam hints of sage from the hills,
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i want to show you
this californian sun,
by Cannonsfire
32 lines, 6 comments,
on Oct 14 10:46 PM
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it is time to go now
before much is made of,
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what if there is nothing more?
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i hate that i tear in your mouth, a calico rose, dried out
by Cannonsfire
34 lines, 13 comments,
on Oct 12 1:51 AM
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if only fairytales lasted
longer than final pages took,
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the river held that dead fish
in tendrils of green moss,
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