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If Exhaustion Could Speak

As my mind fixates now It fixated then, just as well.

I was a creature of dispose. That Writ pieces of cope, In abook that never had seams.

Art done by my girlfriend, who this poem also served as an apology to. It discusses the anxious mind that can dwell on a meritless thought, creating a problem that wasn’t there to begin with.

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Been enjoying making collages

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The backside of a love letter I wrote

“I once told you the air differed when we met, that statement surpases the testament of time. You've given me breath, revived my youth and given me not just the love of yours, but the love of myself. Id thank the heavens for you, but if I know anything now, heaven praises you.”

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From the journal

“. Murky Eyes

My views have entranced my vision Worry and woes, coloring my world Murky sights withering out of control. Why has the expension of ideals made life so dull? What could be there meanings, When meanings collide?

My views have entranced my vision Solution has become a pollutant Inquisitive, an I too a conformant?

My views have entranced my vision Astigmatism was no due The colors fading How will I tell apart the Devil’s fruit?”

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A collage I got to scan recently

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Always wanted to hear peoples analysis on a poem of mine

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I’ve never posted writing before, hopefully someone could resonate, or gift me feedback and analysis. Please excuse the sloppy hand writing.

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Elations Lie In Reflection

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A Reminiscent Specter