2004. A man that my father wanted me to marry bought me flowers on almost every visit. I decided that I wanted to know what roses tasted like. The roses I tasted was white. I had also read a story about monsters that dressed up as humans for celebration and a child who befriended one …
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I wrote this in 2005 along with Untitled. Subject was Xavier and Johan. Desire Peace is a desire forgotten by chaos Yet only creates it anew Forgiving and acceptance must replace arrogance thus the desire to learn will rekindle and it’s flame will burn the festering emotions that give power to laziness hate and lies …
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Not sure when I wrote this exactly. Quite some time ago though, I’m sure. I was angry and I hardly cursed in my poetry. Untitled there is a paradox in the definite that i don’t seem to grasp. the parallels are? deserving stereotypes? deserving the abstract? all a bunch of shit. needing something to stop …
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