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shakkankan Shakkan Kan a poet from Cleveland, Ohio.

From Goodness, Bitterness, to Foul By Shakkan

Describing my toxic actions towards my ex in moods.

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barrierspark
barrierspark I sprouted from a maple tree. Probably.

The Air


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barrierspark
barrierspark I sprouted from a maple tree. Probably.

Tangled

An ocean was tangled in her violet hair and every night, she swam within it,

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kokospoetry
kokospoetry Poetry comes from the soul.

Love. The person.

I wrote this poem when I thought I knew what love was. From https://www.instagram.com/kokospoetry/

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I see everything, all sides, all facets, everything all at once, and, because of this, I feel I can never truly participate, I am always an outsider, my opinion is never truly welcomed, because I see ...

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Universal Light

The light fused through the windowsill, a white beam erupting flakes of dust into sparkling facets. My irises are both blinded & embraced by dust sparkles. A speck of dust, for one moment, a speck of ...

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To This I Do Confess

Our forever Was never By instanceandthephrase http://jonathanpigno.com/post/159275127994/to-this-i-do-confess

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I saw a man with a trolley full of cat food and one single bag of maltesers today so this happened.He slunk along the pavement, chipped claws digging into the thin plastic of the handle and tearing ri...

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The Reason

“Why do you like me?” She asked, in her soft voice By singlebiteofmemories-blog http://singlebiteofmemories-blog.tumblr.com/post/160770033575/the-reason

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Sea

I step into the water and I become cleansed The words other have said, the fingers that have pulled at my skin By poetrywroteme http://poetrywroteme.tumblr.com/post/162500153792/sea

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I needed you. You don’t remember. I was sick and twisted on the floor, crying into my carpet. Like a broken figurine, something you’d kept on your shelf, until I got dirty and chipped and you found a ...

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exhaustion

I’m drowning in exhaustion, wishing everything was clear again. I want to close my eyes and disappear until this heaviness is gone. I can barely draw a breath when every movement is swamped by fatigue...

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