Victoria Lee

Maybe I did it wrong, but I’m
Scared to take this risk … I thought
I missed it.
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My mind is tired. I want to dream. Lay
down you Apolodies. My mind is tired.
Stay dark. I want to dream
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I made you, an entity that hail from
my mind's eye.You're torn, sad troubled
and I regret nothing of it.You
are what you are. You are apart
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A day dream of tears so drepressing
as hallow as my mind that is full of thoughts
of nothing, which all pertains to me. its
juvenile in my point of view. Sorry it's all
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No loud noise in the dim light. Just silent
moans.I've heard it all before. Blessing me
with nonsense just waisting energy
and my good time. this whole tradition is
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thay fight for a women. A damsile in distress.
pittyful in all her ways of defense. Just so
they can call them selves heros. Just so they can
have meaning to their woeful lives. Protect
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memories, all of it, just
memories and nothing more.especally
the ones of the dead.
i lost the emotion to my memories
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I live in a picture
this picture-
I live, Its very
mundane but I'll
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...and my time is limited
but that fragment shan't
have it's way with me. it toy
with me for a nigh, a day and
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But these three aren't apart of me
a hard poem to write from
that line.
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A summer's night.which I have never
seen. all the more cunning among
the countless entities.
So caculated. I can break you
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Pictures that I use as a representation
of me.
So I would not have to speak.
the easier it becomes to fake it.
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i have nothing...
that should be it
i have nothing
i want
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a relationship with a candy cane
interseting. utter disaster.
my beloved candy cane
i love you so.
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i continue. to the 3rd movement.
i muscled my way threw.
withthe randomness of a subject.
i wanted no part of.
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nial bitting boredom.
i wish i was there again.
gas in the wind.
a shoe on my foot.
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south end. stoping abruptly.
i only see black and in the middle is a paper skyscraper.
tall of course. its suppose to be. but to me
its short, very stout.
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my god forsaken,
something. if you can figure it out
then it ends
my god, i broke the war
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so much, so sad
It's a pitty you died
your face will be forgotten
your joy brisk away with the coming breeze
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Nothing to do with nothing. I have
nothing to do with nothing. For I
am everything, but every thing is nothing.
I am Queen of all and, and all is
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