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Low End Poetry

  • Quicksand & Clams

    Clueless, I find my way as I goA minute or moreI've gone coldThis is getting oldI'm stuck in my thoughtsLike quicksand Whether I move or standI can...
  • Memento Mori

    I have detached from the guilt and separated from the shameI'm not looking for someone who thinksAnd acts not always the sameI've stopped searching...
  • Forbidden

    I'm the forbidden oneYou were warned aboutI'm the stainsIn the clothes you hideI'm the scent thatthe Babylon ladiesWore before LuciferUnjust descen...
  • The City

    I have seen buildings demolished and building attacked and destroyedI've seen stores that were magicaland some like nowhere else in the worldEaten ...
  • Still Frames

    My madnessIs just a searchFor awarenessMost of the timeI go through lifeWatching it goWondering whyAll I see is people passing me byThen goneIn a b...
  • Dead Feelings

    I have been staring at the writing on the wallFor way too longI have been watchingthe same showHolding my breathuntil I inevitably fallI look at my...
  • Tired

    I'm tired of fake tiradesOf balloons and flags paradesI'm tired of being usedAs part of a media crusadeI'm tired of seeing peopleDrinking the blue ...
  • Heavy and Hollow

    I am afraid that a lot more is probably going to followLeaving most of us with hearts heavy and hollowIt's inevitable, it's naturalSome have a chan...
  • The Gift

    Do you knowwhat I miss most?Thoughts, wordsAnd all that is lostA beautiful mindI so desperatelyStill yearn to findIt seems like yesterdayThat you h...
  • After All These Years I am Still At The Falls

    It seems like a dreamIt seems like yesterdayWhen we first got therewe saw just a streamUnsure if we were right or wrongWe went ahead and followed t...
  • In My Heart

    I no longer feel badAbout what I doI no longer care About what people say'Cause I'm free from meThem and youSitting by the creekDrinking the waterf...
  • What The Wind Brings

    I don't fearToo many thingsIt may be thatI still have hopeEven when I cryWith heavy tearsEven if sometimeslove is like a knifeThat cuts deepAnd mak...