Jump (Poem)
Jump Off a cliff, in what they call ‘the chair of death’ A knife to the thread holding life in its hands Staggering atop the peak of highest lands Calm before the storm, as the air dries up Hands are...
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Sheep Walking into the room like a wanderer Foreign, tossed into the melting pot Time does not freeze for adaptation Assimilate now, or forever be lost Times are going, so go with the times Love and...
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Freeze It is cold from top to bottom and your heater broke, These layers of clothes amount to thin warmth. As if you would only wear a white beater in the winter, So you cannot help but to shiver. Your...
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