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Abraham Sedoame

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How soon The rains did throw you to the grounds How soon You lay prostrate, Found a crack within the ground to bury your face How soon, The walls don’t hear voice Then suddenly voices from the chambers appear like a dream These walls have broken down to give way, To the crowd You did lose your innocence But it was nothing compared to how the moon judged you differently previously, After that first kiss The numbers were few who told you to continue Then you did Now you have succeeded in throwing fire into the crowd They will cry for themselves They will throw their tears unto you They will shout every moan to the heavens They will mention your name like a curse And the heavens will descend onto earth, On a horse with scrolls And the scrolls will be spread even amongst those who weren’t part of the crowd. Even ghosts will feel your fire And be spread, your sorrows These fires will burn your sorrows into ashes The ashes will be stored in vessels And the vessels shall be shared, Like a cattle sacrificed on the seventh moon. Time passes, but the clouds don’t reckon your changing colours The clouds will turn dark And change into grey quickly Then switch to faint Just to camouflage your changing faces Hamstar.Invictus A crowd smelling of gasoline

How soon The rains did throw you to the grounds How soon You lay prostrate, Found a crack within the ground to bury your face How soon, The walls don’t hear voice Then suddenly voices from the chambers appear like a dream These walls have broken down to give way, To the crowd You did lose your innocence But it was nothing compared to how the moon judged you differently previously, After that first kiss The numbers were few who told you to continue Then you did Now you have succeeded in throwing fire into the crowd They will cry for themselves They will throw their tears unto you They will shout every moan to the heavens They will mention your name like a curse And the heavens will descend onto earth, On a horse with scrolls And the scrolls will be spread even amongst those who weren’t part of the crowd. Even ghosts will feel your fire And be spread, your sorrows These fires will burn your sorrows into ashes The ashes will be stored in vessels And the vessels shall be shared, Like a cattle sacrificed on the seventh moon. Time passes, but the clouds don’t reckon your changing colours The clouds will turn dark And change into grey quickly Then switch to faint Just to camouflage your changing faces Hamstar.Invictus A crowd smelling of gasoline

Asiya Shaikh

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Don't puff out, The lamp I am conflagrating, Because it doesn't combust on gasoline, But on gusto of my dreams. #yqbaba #yourquote #lamp #puff_out #gasoline #gusto #dream

Don't puff out, The lamp I am conflagrating, Because it doesn't combust on gasoline, But on gusto of my dreams. #yqbaba #yourquote #lamp #puff_out #gasoline #gusto #dream

Sanjana Kumar

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How would you feel if you had to set your illusion on fire and you had me as your gasoline? How would you feel? -11 Gasoline. Namoos ناموس, here. I actually forgot about this series, myself. But you made me do this!! 💜💜💜you are so

How would you feel if you had to set your illusion on fire and you had me as your gasoline? How would you feel? -11 Gasoline. Namoos ناموس, here. I actually forgot about this series, myself. But you made me do this!! 💜💜💜you are so

Durga Kannan

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Coming back to you Unwilling to lose you Yet, hating myself Losing my self respect In the bargain I swallow my pride. It tastes like gasoline. The roof of my mouth becomes a matchbox, my tongue a matchstick. I set my voice on fire. - Muse

Coming back to you Unwilling to lose you Yet, hating myself Losing my self respect In the bargain I swallow my pride. It tastes like gasoline. The roof of my mouth becomes a matchbox, my tongue a matchstick. I set my voice on fire. - Muse

Sweta

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The headlines are brimming of brutal rapes and thousands of candles weep waxy tears And the next day, as again you find a corpse with bloodied scars and ruptured vagina, Somewhere down the streets misogynists had a good laugh. — % & For a better read - The square is burning with burnt gasoline And my skin hurts of heat the jacket has sucked. As I wait for the bus, I ta

The headlines are brimming of brutal rapes and thousands of candles weep waxy tears And the next day, as again you find a corpse with bloodied scars and ruptured vagina, Somewhere down the streets misogynists had a good laugh. — % & For a better read - The square is burning with burnt gasoline And my skin hurts of heat the jacket has sucked. As I wait for the bus, I ta

Aady

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It's better this way... //caption// People love me from a distance blemishes deepen as you edge closer to me noticing the wrong scars please stop looking at me like that I can

It's better this way... //caption// People love me from a distance blemishes deepen as you edge closer to me noticing the wrong scars please stop looking at me like that I can

Ramona Singh

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new? *tw* peppercuts reddest of the red lips to hide peppercuts red lips to hide, hour, two, day, a month for you the laptop holds the tissues

new? *tw* peppercuts reddest of the red lips to hide peppercuts red lips to hide, hour, two, day, a month for you the laptop holds the tissues

Nojoto English

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Poem by David Lipari. Give it a read! Mad max:fury road In my mind A certain madness from the past It grew from a tiny pool To an ocean

Poem by David Lipari. Give it a read! Mad max:fury road In my mind A certain madness from the past It grew from a tiny pool To an ocean