Ruminating Archaeologist
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Murky WaterA Poem by Ruminating Archaeologistwritten in English. weird mood. laptop battery still sucks. have names for the characters in my head. that's about it. |
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Google Can't Tell Us WhereA Poem by Ruminating Archaeologist"When swings were rockets / and we could sail where we wanted: / when we ran around chasing each other. / Now where did it all go?" Not sure how this.. |
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Two Can Keep A SecretA Poem by Ruminating Archaeologist"two can keep a secret if one of them is dead" I'm...not really sure. Wrote on a whim. Interpret how you will, I suppose. |
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I Am Anything But Dorian GreyA Poem by Ruminating Archaeologistyeah...just some stuff I'm thinking about... or to be accurate, reflecting on :) |
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I ThinkA Poem by Ruminating Archaeologistinspired in part by something I read, stuff I'm dealing with on my own, and the chaos of society today. |
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KryptoniteA Poem by Ruminating ArchaeologistThere's always that question in my mind. I don't want to jump to conclusions; say something that even I'm not sure of. I don't want to take leadership.. |
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Time Is FleetingA Poem by Ruminating Archaeologistmadness takes control. so listen closely- not for very much longer- I've got to keep control... |
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SyllableA Poem by Ruminating Archaeologistverbose. |
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Karma's A B*****dA Poem by Ruminating ArchaeologistI was such a jerk in 7th grade...I'm glad I changed. |
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Before My Pencil Is Forever Out Of LedA Poem by Ruminating Archaeologistwritten after reading Keats' poem "When I Have Fears That I May Cease To Be" |
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