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I present as autistic, although I have never been diagnosed as such. I cannot turn down the opportunity to make puns. I do not “get” emotions. Life is “going through the motions”. Perfumes either make me choke, or mask the sounds of the outside. I can count on my hand the number of time I have lied. I feel everything with extreme passion outwardly. I feel very little inwardly. It is hard to explain things without using literary devices. I don’t trust people who like me. Most of my life I have been afraid. My favourite colour is orange. I have faith in few, and it is always the brave.

  July 2023     1 min ago

Submitted Poems 94 total

Blood.

I was not the son you wanted.

You were not the father I needed.

We failed each other.

Only your name...

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Space. Time. Your soul, body, and mind.

The problem
with watching too much sci-fi
as a lonely child
is that one tends to project.

So,
every time I say goodbye -
I die.

For real.

Unchecked.

But it does give me something -
gives me a chance to renew.

A falsehood,
a...

by Xavier.

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Am I too late? Is this to “immolate”..?

The flame that you lit
burned me -
caused me to scarper,

and the black ash
that remained -
the harbinger,
was far darker
than what I’d imagined.


It stained
every day since.


Like ink.

Truth.

Pushed to the brink.



...

by Charles.

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Tired and low.

Cowardice is not
“pulling the trigger” -
it’s WEAKNESS
that is that act.

Cowardice is coming up
with a reason NOT to do so,
despite the call
of E-V-E-R-Y part
of your being,
gnawing
at your
failings,
and seeking
respite
pacts....

by Robert.

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WILT.

Each day
away
I droop
and fade -
I crave your
shade
and
gloomy...

by swaft

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Pen and ink

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Written version.

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In games of life and death,
no-one wins,
not really.

But the flip-side reveals a lot,
a chance to note
what’s
going on.

“Your presence heals me.”
 

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Teardrops and rainfall and ink lots and grief

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Keep going.

You have something.

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Have re-read this for the first time since writing it.

Very mawkish.

Poorly written.

I think the sentiment has some good that shines through.

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I shall rest,
with your permission.

I shall write,
with no contrition.

A moment’s pause,
a chance to think…
that tick’ling touch -
a call to drink.

So I shall rest
at the edge of tracks,

a chance to truly
hit the max.
 

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Don’t change a THING.

Beautiful.

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