(untitled) -- a collection of experimental poetry [COMPLETE]
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    Poetry

    my keyboard is a minefield. my mind is broken glass. when my body bursts apart, the shards catch light and look like blinking stars. ( 1 year of poetry )

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    my sky

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    you can confiscate my pen
    and you can amputate my dignity
    but you can NEVER 
    take away my sky,
    and even if you do,
    i will hide 
    inside my heart
    the galloping clouds 
    and the boundless 
    levitating ocean
    they enshroud
    until  
    my 
    last 
    breath
    and they will soar
    like cotton mountains
    even after my death.
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