Poems from BrevLyon

The little people in my head never go away. There’s anxiety,  Finding the negative in the outside world. Scared to go outside,  In fear of...
1. 2. 3. 1. 2. 3. pause BEat drones like a belle where does the noise aller? interruption With pleurs oh, wIll miner bell rings as my Temps...
They say great minds think alike Does the intellect think of life Or of ever looming death The cloud of thunder rolls in Light streaks the...
  (Oh) (What) (Is Love?) (Love is an) (Ellipse, not all) (Quite perfect nor) (A complete circle) (If made correctly,) (It can be an) (...
This is a poem of importance Even though This isn’t a class look and listen poem. And   This isn’t a simple pointless childish little...

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