Poems from introspectivebeet

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Late nights and stormy skieslock in our heartsour innocenceour soulsdelicate muslin squaresunderneath our vintage teacupsjust outside the...
Watery tear-filled eyesgaze upon her lifeless bodylying in the bathtubpills she droppedon the floorshe looks happy nowat peacenoises and...
I sing of oppression Hate and war. I cry out in depression Fear and shame I dream of a day when we can fly away from things such as...

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