Poems by pseudobeatnick

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  • You never let me call you by your real name
    standing in the doorway naked, smiling, but not at...

  • Ode to the night and it's irony grand.
    Evoking truth, emoting it's plan...

  • A chance exploration of myself.
    I was given this opportunity by escaping a certain...

  • Take me, whole
    I am paining a die-ful pain...

  • Well here it is,
    here i am...