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Unbound

Pressing my cheeks against a seat made round. For leverage, feet planted firmly on the ground. Getting lighter by the …

Pure Pooetry

Pooetry, The High Seas

Painful Brown Birth

I just gave a painful brown birth. It split me apart, with it’s wide girth. When it landed into the …

Pure Pooetry

The Raging Storm

My eye of brown began to weep, as a toxic gas began to seep. Something has made my coight quite …

Pure Pooetry