Poems by liliumity

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  • I feel like a bird with two sets of wings.
    One set is mine, my own...

  • Sometimes, sadness
    is a weight...

  • Remember way back then,
    when a great ocean of dirt and...

  • Being part of the conversation is fun sometimes -
    experiencing firsthand the bad jokes...

  • It's 3:30 in the morning in the middle of winter
    but it's still too darn hot in this room...

  • It's two in the morning and I have to
    be up in a measly four hours...

  • A crippling shyness
    leads to self-imposed silence...

  • My mother always
    told me to start small...

  • Rain's pitter-pattering on the rooftop
    air tinged with a hint of winter breeze...

  • Never having experienced a white Christmas
    and with an almost illogical disdain for snow...

  • A bump on my lip
    just to the left...