A tree is not a tree.
It's life giving we cherish thee.
The bark so masculine,
Touching the leaves it's pristine.
Voices In My Head
Table of contents-
my poetry
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....
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A
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the one
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Evanescent
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tree
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ethereal
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Strong Girl
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CREATIVE MIND
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My Hidden Scar?
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Are We Still Friends?
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At My Side
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I Love You
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AFRAID
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My Part
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What Is Next?
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LIFE
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LIFE
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WISH
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I Need You
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Weird Poem
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DEATH
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Friends?
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GEM
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ROOFTOP
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DREAMING
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LIES OF LOVE
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REGRETS
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Missing You
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STOP
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tipsy
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misty
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I Know Better
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Hidden Scar
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please
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how
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questions
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Essence of Living
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Can you?
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he's gone
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he's gone too
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S
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being me
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hate
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whirl
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Him
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tag
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she
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and I'm sad again
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rain
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not sorry
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why
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I can't tell
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empty
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time
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Voices In My Head
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2020
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22:30
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loosing grip
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cake
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nature
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the wait
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tin1- sunset
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tin2 - death
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tin3 - coward
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tin4 - nature
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hope
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sleep
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my fairytale
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rain
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hopeless
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virtuous
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well yeah
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J
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here
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...
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v
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new year
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s
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ve
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flowers
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please
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k
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Shai
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I'm no Saint
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you
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coffee
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candle burning
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daydream
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My Notebook
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All The Road
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Without You
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Worthy
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groundless base
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6ft
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Shared Love
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selfish
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wiser
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freedom
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fear
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