I.V 94s Poems

Empty, just empty
nada
nothing to see
...

Sitting, standing, sleeping whatever
it all comes down to the weather
now it's raining blood
hitting my skin like the sun
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Confusion is a part of my thing
Now I don't even know
what to sing
or which fits to these stings
...

Typing
The feelings in my fingers
touching the keyboard
...

What do I have
Squeezy sounds
on it's way
to my body
...

Puke, vomit, something
Eating my throat.
Watch horror
so I can let it go
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I never dared
to watch you closely
But I see
I see you
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Superman

Didn't realize
that I could relate to him
...

I don't know
but maybe this
would feel better
in my toes
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This poem my dear
is great
if you try to find
a meaning
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