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Tag: poetry 201
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There once was a girl from Orygun Whose head would at times come undone. Then a hollow container Made her a light painter And now she always has fun.
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This is a poem for my skin You are the part of me that others see; the flawed façade that covers what is inside. I manipulate you into what I think you should be but you articulate my hidden stress. I sometimes don’t treat you well: the countless times you’ve blistered in the sun. when…
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Gathering dust In my closet, the Feathered boa sits like a Tin god waiting for it’s fabulous moment. —————————————————————
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The wide world in the palm of my hand. I need new glasses. ———————————————-
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