Tag: poetry
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I Traveled Back in Time
I traveled back in time to a place much rosier yet the first thing I saw a lone boy weeping on new year’s day
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I Wish to Bawl My Eyes Out
I wish I can bawl my eyes out if that’s any use to you alas these tears do not flow, for they can’t flush away your grief
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The Gloomiest Day of My Life
The gloomiest day of my life had no clouds in the sky blue perfection, peaceful even when all I could see was doom
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If I Were Made of Porcelain
If I were made of porcelain you’d only call me weak But if I become pure concrete you’d still name my color bleak
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Black is Not My Skin
Black is not my skin, but it is my hair So though Black isn’t me it is my extension
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I Live in a Desert
I live in a desert, where there’s no end in sight In a sand storm, these racing thoughts suffocate and bury me under