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One Nice Bug Per Day
YOU ARE THE REASON
wallacepolsom
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
we're not kids anymore.
Three Goblin Art
occasionally subtle
Sade Olutola
Monterey Bay Aquarium

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Xuebing Du
i don't do bad sauce passes

tannertan36
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AnasAbdin

@theartofmadeline

Love Begins

Janaina Medeiros
Mike Driver
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@dirusalbert
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I WAS ONLY 3
Dear God,
I was only 3
When I knew men could die
When I saw my mother first cry
N' I was qualified to be bastard
Dear God,
Just when I began to talk
I knew what burning flesh smelt like
I knew a body went cold after a deep sleep
N' gave a really bad smell in weeks
Dear God,
I was only born
When I knew farms could burn
When I learned to count with my ribs
N' I knew men struck with fits
Dear God ,
I was only 3
When I got sent back to you
Was it what you planned?
Or did I fail my task?
It hurts, it burns, that singular mistake... "Falling in love 😟"
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All that matters
Make me a man and curse his maker.
A perfect curse let him pick it’s course
For to make is to break
For one’s sake and one’s stake
Grow me a legend and tell me it’s a myth
I’ll throw my fist for every made twist
For I would have lost all faith to seek his face.
Why then should your’s still be in phase.
Reveal a color and label it black ,
I’ll parade it’s inverse and it won’t be white.
How dare you name a color?!
If am not wrong to say “ a colour”
You might call me insane
For we are all… But same.
… A. C. Oraezu
Make me a man and curse his maker. A perfect curse let him pick it's course For to make is to break For one's sake and one's stake Grow m
Yet to know
I warned her but she refused…
rebuffed to common sense, she wanted more…
…So insatiable
Not the limits of man could quench it
perhaps the limitless would fence it.
What can she find of content in the realm of the uncanny
if none she found in contest with our world of little known?
had she finally found it ?…Who would have known..?
Her satisfaction was dissatisfaction
Her fill was the thirst she longed to quench .
All that matters
Make me a man and curse his maker.
A perfect curse let him pick it's course
For to make is to break
For one's sake and one's stake
Grow me a legend and tell me it's a myth
I'll throw my fist for every made twist
For I would have lost all faith to seek his face.
Why then should your's still be in phase.
Reveal a color and label it black ,
I'll parade it's inverse and it won't be white.
How dare you name a color?!
If am not wrong to say " a colour"
You might call me insane
For we are all... But same.
... A. C. Oraezu
Yet to know
I warned her but she refused...
rebuffed to common sense, she wanted more...
...So insatiable
Not the limits of man could quench it
perhaps the limitless would fence it.
What can she find of content in the realm of the uncanny
if none she found in contest with our world of little known?
had she finally found it ?...Who would have known..?
Her satisfaction was dissatisfaction
Her fill was the thirst she longed to quench .
I woke up but died, The same death of my forefathers Let those lousy mourners be gone For my time is come. I traveled death’s path,like the earthly merchants My soul’s feet quivered,.This smells like the endless rivers Oh tell ‘chila’ I will not wake again Let her take a groom of her Bossom For I have made a soulmate of the devil.
Gitness
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