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hi nona!
do you write poetry? ive recently gotten into it, as my lifes been fucking awful lately and putting words onto paper (or really a screen) seemed like a good way to cope compared to the other forms of art i do.
anyways, share some of your writings! i would love to hear what nona has going on in her little brain. does't have to be about trans stuff either, mine rarely is. ill share a few of mine.
picunnrel, some photo i took awhile ago that i thought was cool
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>>43908901
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I search for you in God
But it doesn’t matter anymore
Cause you’re dead and on the floor

Lost in time
I search for you
If only my hapless self knew
An exercise in futility

Burning Flesh

He told me God was dead
I asked him how he knew
And he showed me
The burning flesh of God

No matter how many tears I cry

Life just keeps going on till you die die die

I tried loving you, I really did. But you’re unlovable
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Why is hell so beautiful?
A frozen ray of light
Blinds me
As I see the sacred whore
Sitting at his right

(Chorus)
I ask God why he’s abandoned me
As I sit in hell

(Verse 2)
He told me if I was to ever reach heaven’s gate
He’d pull me back down to hell
Where the demons wait
To rip me to shreds
And all the beauty and light slowly withers away
The frozen ray of light pierces me
The serpent wakes

(Verse 3)
My life flashes before my eyes
The last violent blow
Cold and Numb
Stuck to the cold asphalt, bloody, unforgiven
My life ends
To only wake up again

(Chorus)
Maybe one day I’ll be beautiful
Maybe I’ll be pure
Just like Mary Magdalene

(Verse 4)
Or maybe it was all just a stupid dream
Pulled back down to hell again
Life is a waste
Mary Magdalene
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i love a guy
i ate a pie
i always sigh
i want to die
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>>43909074
Lol die emo scum
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>>43909086
>calling people emo in the big 26
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>>43909309
Ok emo
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https://files.catbox.moe/29m7g1.pdf
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>>43909309
extending the progress flag to include emos by just painting the whole thing blac,k
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>>43908901
my least favorite race is the bottom chaser
wish i could shoot them with a tranny laser
i am not black but i hate cops with their tasers
i still would suck their cock and be a penis apprasier
spitting in my mic like a radio like some fraiser
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>>43909414
https://youtu.be/-B-s5HIN9Ko?si=fMxbVrCmun-1XCll
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>>43908901
i posted this to repgen last year but i got completely ignored :(
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>>43909414
ts hard
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Something purple inways comes,
My vision hazes, now we're dumb.
Make everything gray, makes it okay.
Make everything gray, now we're anxious.
Looking away from phases, I won't blame hazes.
It's how it's always been,
Ignore the changes,
So I'll forget the woman.
I can't. But I'll forget it,
and you.

next

My life is in shambles, all around me,
And every way is brambles, no silver filigree.
Thinking who might I be and it's already too late.
I don't feel free, been like this since my birth date.
Mother and I share a fate, well, I'm worse.
I carry all this weight. She might see my hearse.
I have all this thirst, confidant: nobody.
So many lines I rehearse, still this ain't my body.
Change isn't likely, I'm full of weeds.
Do I do this to spite me? I keep planting seeds.

next

Dead dog in my dreams barks for me,
Dead dog on the floor has no eyes to see.
Pet a dead dog to make her feel better,
Barks no more, as long as I pet her.
Realize in horror exactly what i've done,
Stand up cause this caressing thing aint fun.
We're in my bedroom.
Piss mattress on the floor,
Behind me stands that whore,
Dirty paper plates in the corners,
Computer's where I'm not a foreigner,
Flies and death in the air around me,
Dead dog wasnt barking, how could she be?
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>>43909450
the full image isnt opening :(
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>>43909456
i usually only write to vent desu
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>>43909461
try again maybe? its working for me now
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>>43909450
my first thought
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>>43909439
omg this is so much better than mine wtf :sob:
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>>43909496
kek
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>>43909496
keeper
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>>43909510
i say great minds think alike
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>>43908941
i like room and dont much like saving but im too bad at poetry to tell you why. does that say pepper spray
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i sometimes try to write poetry in latin in dactylic hexameter

Crìnìtòs quærò hominès, quia fèmina nìl in
mè citat, et coma pulchrior ìs dubiò sine ullò.
(i seek long-haired men, for woman arouses nothing in me, and their (men) hair is no doubt more beautiful)
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Retarded whore,
What're you for?
Creep chasers,
Sip a chaser,
After the vodka,
Shit burns huh?
Think how that feels.
Cant turn on the heel,
away from pain,
against the grain.
No, face your fate,
in spite of hate.
Love is what I am,
worry not the cam.
Retarded whore,
Unfortunate bore,
That's how you speak?
Malebrain is your peak.
You ought to give up,
Worthless little pup.
Another stupid slut,
(Dont listen to my fuss.)
You won't make the cut.
(Bleed, I will on the crux.)
Dramatic bitch whore.
Please, remember what you are for.
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some other latin poems to bvmp the thread. figure these ones out yourself cus i think it would be kinda cringe to translate them

Essem tuà gràtià gracilis, quia pinguis es atque,
fortis homò, mè à frìgòribus abdere quìrès.
Meus sìs, tamquam narcissì flòs quì speciòsus!

Nèquam homò sine tè sum, in omne labòre cadò, heu!
Sed cum tù ades, omnia fiunt dulciòra mihì, ò!

finally one thread i like and noones posting :(
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Fierce fights, forever fought,
Mental menagerie managing malfeasance.
And again acrobatic ants
Grant grand, gaunt, grave gazes.
Peace pierce plain pain?
No, never now, nor near.
Fearing thoughts from there,
Someday: brains, somewhere, break.
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>>43914631
i really like this one, luv me some alliteration. interesting concept (mental picture? i dont know how to describe it) too
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>>43914739
I like alliteration too. Its limiting and i like being limited.
Menagerie is a word that means something like a zoo.
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>>43914822
i meant that i like the image my mind forms of the scene or concept depicted in the poem, like what i conceive mentally
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>>43908901
i do not write
po
etry –––––but i
(d)o l(i)v(e)
it
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>>43910638
pepper spray
this is my most personal so i was scared to post but here u go
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I tried to get poe/tttt/ry threads going for a bit back when but they never got traction, better luck to you
but since we're all here, is there any interest in a /tttt/ poetry discord thingy for us pretentious poet trannies to hang out idk I don't have friends much less artsy friends
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sumerian catgirl, please notice me
I walk outside with Ira-qi football,
I have to go pee, call the match
its a double. pretty desperate
I'm in trouble
drinking milk in public
but I have no titties
caramel queen
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gonna make a poëm in 5 mins

it was three thousand years ago
when mankind, tiltless, looked around
and in his ilk, perplexed, confused, he found
a dif'rence 'twixt young men and that old hoe



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