jesse_d
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Joined: July 2020 Last seen: 2 years ago

Submitted Poems 3 total

Metaphor? I hardly know her. To the night, empty as fullness, of the void that I dream of I see the blackness that I feel, in the night that I fear, I feel the terror, that I inflict, on the innocent love within, I taste the terror, that I so loved, on the eve of the... – *by Jesse Duvall*	16 Views added 3 years ago	Rating
A Son, Yet Forgotten I wish for you to love me, and care for me, and keep me safe from harm But at the same time, I wish to keep you away, for fear that your love will extinguish me. What I want and what I need are two different... – *by Jesse Duvall*	8 Views added 3 years ago	Rating
Should I Lie Still Those who think I lie dead, know nothing Of the death of self, I shall never know. Laying here long, but I will rise With a newborn poem in my mouth, pushed through my lungs. My old poems did not die. They did not live as I had... – *by Jesse Duvall*	8 Views added 3 years ago	Rating

To the night, empty as fullness, of the void that I dream of

I see the blackness that I feel, in the night that I fear,

I feel the terror, that I inflict, on the innocent love within,

I taste the terror, that I so loved, on the eve of the...

– by Jesse Duvall

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added 3 years ago

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A Son, Yet Forgotten

I wish for you to love me,

and care for me,

and keep me safe from harm

But at the same time,

I wish to keep you away,

for fear that your love will extinguish me.

What I want and what I need

are two different...

– by Jesse Duvall

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added 3 years ago

Rating

Should I Lie Still

Those who think I lie dead, know nothing
Of the death of self, I shall never know.
Laying here long, but I will rise
With a newborn poem in my mouth, pushed through my lungs.
My old poems did not die. They did not live as I had...

– by Jesse Duvall

8 Views

added 3 years ago

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