(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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    the flame of life

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    i've torn apart
    the shadows of this
    world and read
    the Lie
    
                          
    here is what i've learned
    
                          
    within the body there 
    exists the flame,
    and when one has the flame
    life is worth living
    
                          
    you're energised to leap
    out of bed and perform
    all the tasks that you
    rationally know
    are pointless
    
                          
    when the flame 
    goes out:
    you prepare
    yourself for suicide
    
                          
    there is never any meaning
    or rational explanation
    for the will to live
    
                          
    you either have
    the flame
    or you don't
    
                          
    seek the flame
    and kindle it
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