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Performance Poet

I am a performance poet. I gesticulate Wildly To show the strength with which I, the performance poet Emote. I am a performance poet. I think nothing...

regret

i saw her this morning. she was crying, large innocent eyes peering from under heavily made up eyelashes. i didn't want to speak to her, after...

a) greaser

people I've bumped into

CATS' EYE ( life dance )

One of the topics - do we need trauma&;#063;

faded memory

in memory of holly and jessica

I Love My Lord.

I fear no man,no evil deed I shall not weaken. I cry no tears for the wicked heart I seek not for what I wish. I love my Lord I fear not the darkness...

Split

I felt a bit fed-up today...

Death

Don't put off till tomorrow

Heroin

Anon

Beautiful You

You're so beautiful. Like an angel, a statue, a sculpture that maybe Michelangelo himself sculpted with his own hands, his own dewy, glistening sweat...

BUG

A small bugs tale

Prawn

No relation to Jean Shrimpton

Halibut

An edible flat fish

Mind Matters

Trite inane ramblings

Hillside flower

She's sixteen So Pristine And wanton. We walked to the hillside Overlooking the town And she sat down Beside me. Perfume-full Was her breast, We sat...

wicked

Geraiah

I walk this dusty path back and forth staring at the rows of trees i pass but never really paying attention to where im going or where i've been, its...

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