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half awake, I train myself to breathe againby MourningCloak 24 lines, on Aug 15 11:03 AM 2008
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maintain consistency in semi-rhythmic heart beats
these palpitations of the soulby MourningCloak 19 lines, on Jun 17 1:01 AM 2008 -
I am drowning in coffee rings
and chaos.by MourningCloak 9 lines, on May 2 6:34 PM 2008. In Thoughts -
here I go to the mirror / to quarrel with imperfection / to settle my disputes with failure. / like craft paper perforations / and wind mills / &
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He says he likes consistency. / / The same gauze-rapped baseball bat / / that he claims is his “pointer.” / / The same marker board pen smell in the room… / / The same blank and marring walls of off-white
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My fingers are a slow motion replay of writer’s block,
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DON'T READ! IT'S JUST FOR A CULTURES PROJECT! YOU WILL BE BORED!by MourningCloak 11 lines, 2 comments, on Mar 20 2:53 AM 2006. In Other
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The relationship I maintain with high-heels is like
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This overture
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Nothing is quite as strange
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It's stupid. You don't have to read it. Ha, ha.by MourningCloak 26 lines, 2 comments, on Apr 20 8:55 AM 2005. In Weird
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by MourningCloak 22 lines, 6 comments, on Apr 17 6:48 PM 2005. In Humor
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I was greatly appalled
then immediately mauled.by MourningCloak 19 lines, 1 comment, on Apr 17 6:31 PM 2005. In Hope -
A group of three poems.
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My balloon finally pops,
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Red Rose of Regret
I’m disgusted by what I’ve done; -
without realizing my existence
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the puppets on a string
dancing in their own runic rhyme -
offering my all
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An eternal cyclical symphony of color
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