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Mana R. Poem
It's my first,
I need it.
I hold it like in the movies.
Breath it in.
It hurts,
I cough,
I take another breath in.
I do it right.
I feel sinful,
But it feels too good to be,
It burns inside.
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It started as one,
I thought I was done,
But before I knew it,
I was spewing them out like a machine gun.
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It's raining even when it's not.
I walk down a path,
A path of few steps.
Steps that lead to a future,
A decided future.
Decided not by me.
As I go along it,
I think I should feel sun,
But all I feel is rain.
I look around and I see none.
But I feel it prickling against my skin.
Hitting me slightly,
But hitting me still.
I'm drowning,
Drowning in it's amounts.
It's raining, even when it's not.
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Mana R. Poem
I'm writing.
I'm writing very fast.
There is no paper.
There is a hand.
There is no pen.
There is a knife.
I'm carving a story.
I'm carving my own story.
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Here I stand,
Far from any land,
On this ship,
Thirst clawing at my lips.
My throat dry,
I curse the sky!
As she spares not,
Even a single drop.
I see a spark,
The clouds turn dark.
The wind blows,
Lightening is all she throws.
I cry for a lifetime.
But this time,
I can only ask,
For that is an easy task.
The sky,
Will she let me die?
It is for the rain,
That I cry in pain.
Finally,
She rains down her mercy.
All I had to do was ask,
Just that simple task.
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Mana R. Poem
Greed,
It preys on you.
Consumes you,
Until you become it in itself.
And once you become greed.
You only grow.
You grow on others,
Until you consume them too.
It’s your greatest enemy,
And your closest friend.
It knows you all too well.
You’re weakness and your strength.
Beware of the G.
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Crying,
Yelling,
I hear it all.
It's inside me.
I hear it's painful screaming.
Every second, every minute.
It's not me,
It's HER.
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It's broken.
The mirror is broken.
I touch it.
It's not the mirror.
It's me.
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I hear a voice.
It's a muffled sound.
I hear it crying.
I start running.
I hear it becoming louder,
But quieter.
It's quiet now.
I see me.
It was me.
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