Poems (Page 5)

A close-up photo of the right side of the front of a redheaded caucasian woman's face with her eye closed, blinking.

An hour lasts forever.
A lifetime’s just a blink.
The time it takes to get there
is never what you think.

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A shattered shop window shows signs of an attempted burglary.

The bullies carried baseball bats wrapped in chain and tape. Now they use both laws and lies to hit us with their hate.

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