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Poetry · Writing

untitled o2

July 6, 2021 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

we're obsessed with giving everything a name let's be obsessed with what we made

Poetry · Writing

just maybe

July 2, 2021 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

it wasn't by chance it was the chance we took

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D&D

June 19, 2021 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

good things come to an end or become something evil i'll never forgive season eight of game of thrones

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orchid

June 18, 2021 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

you crave change you uproot yourself sogiveenoughtimeandspace to repot

Poetry · Writing

yellow sundress

June 17, 2021 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

i wish i knew your name- i saw you for only a couple of seconds walking downtown; disappearing into a crowd a vanishing angel

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reflection

June 16, 2021 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

on the water i'm the tallest eight feet above land twelve feet under

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five off wings

June 15, 2021 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

i never know what i am doing everything seems the same feels the same everyone has the same face face stealer, pray to Koh- when every day feels like yesterday just know know i'm doing everything that i want not stopping for your flyer

Poetry · Writing

stumbling down memory lane

June 14, 2021 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

i'll never forgive you memory- for the damage you've done to everyone i love- the moon sings to me i'll playfully ignore her you said you were a one of a kind than why do i have five in my hand

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usopp

June 12, 2021 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

i am a beautiful liar; spinning tales of romance- on a beach in spain eyes pinned on a land mermaid hands locked walking towards a crimson sunset adventure across mountains- freedom is our wings & we glide across these plains like we own this earth- slaying demons the ones walking on all fours water breathing… Continue reading usopp

Poetry · Writing

blurred line

June 10, 2021 SamT.GutierrezLeave a comment

i don't play make believe i make you believe that this shit is real

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And as imagination bodies forth
The forms of things unknown, the poet’s pen
Turns them to shapes and gives to airy nothing
A local habitation and a name.

–
William Shakespeare
(A Midsummer Night’s Dream)

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