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Poetry
In private spaces
Are stacked high piles
Of smiles
On peoples faces
That don’t make sense
In past or present
Tense
Intense denial
Of vile penetration
Subserving perversion
Distorting proportion
Digital negatives
Of how I see me
But cannot be.
In private spaces are stacked high piles of smiles on peoples faces
They don’t make sense in past or even present tense.
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Categories: Poetry
a repository of experimental haiku & poetry
Poetry and Short Prose by #1 Amazon Best-Selling Author Gabriela Marie Milton
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Poetry
poems and ruminations written in homespun plain language that everybody can understand.
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Aspiring to be the best at writing. Poetry lover, haiku and free verse to be precise, I hope to one day master
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