Poems from OceanEyesBlueTides

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I used to have an account under the name "The Frozen Arsonist" when I was a teenager and just wanted to start over, but you can check that out if you want to see earlier content
Coraopolis shows off older buildings and brown concrete as the car moves down 5th Street. The bridge soon appears and the Ohio River rushes...
Like warfare and religion go hand in hand, you and I could bring out the best or the worst in each other. Passion and righteousness...
I wish I could melt memories of rainy Moon Township days with the newer ones, in which I see myself drinking watered-down beer (and hating...
Washing my linens can be hard because the smell of dryer sheets takes me back to my uncle's washer room: the first part of the house I saw...
The body was four years old when it   lost its sense of touch because of all the hitting.   The body was eight years old when it   lost its...

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