Poems from PanDemiC

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Agender 17 year old with too much time and too many issues
Stop I’ll hold you close and never let you go- trace gypsum lines in the sand with effervescent ideals until you’re nothing more than...
  To the person who stole my soul, The one who grabbed my hand and told me to be who I am, whether anyone even cares or not.  The kid that...
I was born ushered on the wings of doves; When the sun breached, so did the daughter. I am the girl that, when posed with a simple...
The taste of old memories lingers in it until the bitter end; That reflection of his eyes when he smiles, And the sound of his breath in...
His black pen-ink scrawled gibberish on my ribs- Tore away my aching breath. Concave messages fill leaden memories, flaming thoughts Smell...

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