Poems from call-me-max

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Hi my name is Max and this is my poetry.
Her nails were blue before it happened Pity, she knew she wanted to wear green. She stalled in the chamber of her shower Staring at the...
The shingles of my mind fall swiftly off their structure  as they would from an abandoned house. There isn’t a single thing that could...
I know where the forks are in many houses I know which light switch brightens what room I could tell you how many stairs on each staircase...
To feel like this, unhinged from a door keeping me hostage, I can truly say now that all of the marrigolds spotting the sun are planted by...
All I had was found in you Callow was my feeble heart, one unable to look past the light bombarding your soul. Quell this pain my nerves...

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