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The Day the Wolves Came by Jessica Ni Leacai

I on this hill of hatred, harming myself for missions unfulfilled, These culling chastisements, I cast on my burdened back, and my words wasted,no worth nor use to you. Expelled from ears, unwilling for my merciless devices, I am but wasted … Continue reading

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This Kettle Boileth Over by Jessica Ni Leacai

My emotions, a harness, only they, tie me down, not you, You would not wear them, for fear of honesty observed You hide behind your guise, a cloak, society holds you to, not me, I am not a sound rebutal, … Continue reading

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In My Fill, I Have Had Enough by Jessica Ni Leacai

f these eyes would shut their blinds in permanence, I would happily have the dark hours of death. If these veins ceased their pulsing in rhythm, I would gladly greet the gates of hell. If this heart burst into final … Continue reading

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No Want For This Rubbished Soul by Jessica Ni Leacai

Am I not meant to tire of these mundane motions, these wasteful wants and desires of deeds I should abolish, Or do I appear as some carved creature in rock so solid, that you would not find it needful to … Continue reading

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Not Converting, Not I, The Non-Conformist by Jessica Ni Leacai

How bliss is made in such divine foolishness, Does it pang your brain if heavy thought was spent? Should these emotes flow beyond basic happiness, Would it perplex your reflexes as so disturbed? Could deeply you deem darkness a shallowness, … Continue reading

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A Mother Left These Scars in Her Wake by Jessica Ni Leacai

This exploited effort has left me hallowed and hardened. Yet we know not needfully of what our purpose is proposed. And how dust dances around my feet so frequently All  these sounds surfacing like my metallic notes of memoirs. Their … Continue reading

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Not Begging for Flowers by Jessica Ni Leacai

From forth a seed did I once sprung, sweetly, in candor, came I, the stolen seraphine, sorrowed, in lack of chorus not present in thee. Dandering in dandelions did I stroll, searching, in eyeing, expectations I, the lost lyre, broken, … Continue reading

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