Author: @yourauthor
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So goes the question of identity What makes a person fundamentally The question that determines my identity Who am I And who I’ve been If I say yes, is my answer right? It’s how you see me If I say no, is my answer wrong? Different than who I seem to be The people my…
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To see you I turn To know you I burn and therein lies the most solicitous mind A deceit so grand in size Even the most condoned juror May not spare him exile
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You are the sun And I am the moon You come at dawn And I humble my turn When time comes for us to part Let’s hold our differences to great sublime Cold, dark, barren world It’s Our balance that keeps a tight hold And through them magnanimous blizzard Of day and night There will…
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I am half agony, half hope Lost in the eye’s of a forgotten foe Drowning in the remains of a shattered soul Save not my wanton soul – Hold! Hold! You treacherous foal! How dare you give up our own home! There’s a point in life where it’s not your own. When your country calls…
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Prompt: You’re a kid’s imaginary friend. He’s growing up. You’re fading away. He was six when I was born. A figment of a child’s imagination. Brought to life by the loneliness of a boy who got only a speck of the love he truly deserved. I remember playing and holding hands as we’d jump across…
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I’m lonely but not alone Frightened but no fear Hurt but not in pain Worthless some might think I stare at these walls. Mind blank and on the run I’m down the rabbit hole Deep down Just waiting, still waiting for the mad hatter My silent screams bounce of walls Darkness creeps, i might fall…
Claire Voyant 