Truth Rain Poetry
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To be an adult, and to gaze at the celestial, is to realize, time travel exists, without human interference.
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Life through the eyes and mind of a modern-day 13 year old (who happens to already be an award-winning writer & budding Dallas musical stage performer.)
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spitting through gnashed teeth,come demise or flood,my art, my soul, my flesh,it will matter,I am done being the ever pleasant,ever amicable,ever agreeable, good girl, I will not longer be the shadow, of the entity that seeded an entity,I am my own fucking person, If I want something, I myself will pursue,glaring, bleeding, sweating uphill,no more…
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Debt looms over me, like a shadow with teeth,it’s long gnarly nails,tap my shoulders in tandem, peering into my soul, Awakening shrilly, Barrages of alarms, Wake up, wake up, You’ve got nothing to do, A protégé child, Burnt out, 5’2 meat sack, Beg, Beg, Beg,Apply, Apply, Apply, Luminescent pixels glow, Upon weeping, tired eyes, 27,…
The Gonzo Wolf 