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Poema
We stand at a cliff Overlooking the churning waves belowAs they overtake the rocks,The salty foam a temporary visitor upon their backs,The waves themselves erode the land,And form their own permanent creations,Their mark on the world is palpable,Much like waves,Words ebb and flow with the waves of, Emotions and the way of the world,Poetic words… — read more
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Vivere
Line after line I,Pour more and more of me into, Twisted memories. — read more
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Sanctus Bellum
Lines between heaven and hell blur,No longer sure if I am hallowed-or blasphemous. Seeking sinful solace between soaked sheets A baptism of sweat clinging to skin.A revelation in the cacophony of,Rhythmic bodies moving under cover. Escaped moans build a false nirvana. Shivers of pleasure collected and held,From touch, you unwound & found religion in the… — read more
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Nolebant
You were meant to protect,Yet, it was you I needed refuge from,I didn’t look under the bed for my monsters,Not when the devil already lay in my bed. Yet, it was you I needed refuge from,Crept in with the shadows of the night,My devil already lay in my bed,He thought my dreams hugged me tight,… — read more
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Reaper
Told me my edges cut like diamonds, though you lingered in the glistening claret I left behind. Wielded my insecurities as your daggers, sharpened the blade with every vacant touch.Though you were next to me, I laid in an empty bed. I got used to being used by you.For so long, my lust screamed what… — read more
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Mariana
You fight the current, instinct taking over, I succumb to the undertow, the depths a welcome reprieve.Doing your best to expel the water from your lungs, I swallow the salty suffocation whole, smiling through the burn. Maybe in the profundity, I would find a moment of quiet, instead of the thundering echoes of my deafening… — read more
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Festum
You touch me again, and your shame and your shadowsFlow into me, darkening my insides, over taking my senses.Indignity explodes, expanding into a devastating hunger,But rough hands follow my curves, up and upShrouded in darkness, I am easier to accept.Never seeing the landscape laid bare before you, couldn’t be bothered to look.Sharp, constant chagrin eats… — read more
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Fractured Crystalline Forms 