Adrienne Gagne Poems

Just to hear your laughter,
I would throw myself off the highest cliff
on the western coast
And as the waves carried my broken body away
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When my soul is no longer fit to occupy an exhausted body,
I hope to leave something useful behind
in this brutal and fascinating world.
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They say perfection is impossible
Originally, I agreed with this statement.
But after further thought I've concluded
that perfection is perception.
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We are frequently under the false belief that our tragedies must define us.
We envelope ourselves in previous misfortunes
and pretend that by constantly dwelling on the past,
we are dealing.
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I ventured into the woods to find some clarity
but upon my entrance, I was only met with a sense of prosperity
because beneath the canopy there are no laws and expectations,
that dictate the necessity of a possessive state of mind.
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To me, the word “nothing” is nonexistent
Because even nothing is something

They say that air is nothing
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Comparatively Speaking
It seems that even the mere idea of death
can stop the breathing soul from truly living.
Therefor, I consider a presence of constant fear
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