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Nancy
Wilensky contributed 4 poems to the August 25, 2000 edition of Zzang;
2 poems to the September 26, 2000 edition; 2 poems to the November 28, 2000
edition, and 1 poem to the February 2001 edition.
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tight ass
perky breasts
high hair
short dress
your made-up face
will never wrinkle
beauty will remain
as eternal as the sun.
but even the brightest
lights will fade-
the downfall
of your youth
is inevitable.
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do not like me,
for i am death
to glance at me is blinding
to kiss me only infects you
with the disease of idiocy
to love me is to choose your fate
like the other who said they
cared
your life will begin and i will
die again while fading into a
background
i will be forgotten.
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the lies i let fall from my lips
decorate the ground on which i stand
alone.
laugh may help some
but my whole life is a joke.
i have never been 'just fine'
and not everything is okay
i’m tripping over my own words
and crashing onto the pavement.
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the loss of her
is equal to
the death of myself.
mourn not for me
nor memories
just simply praise
all the pain
i wont cause
by EXISTING.
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untitled the emptiness i succeed in creating for myself is merely ripping me to shreds ive quit my crying though my gripes continue i try to grow up yet still remain a child every time i think i cant win im reminded that things arent so terrible all the time
but
what if just one time i wasnt reminded?
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untitled you dont see me you forgot my name in these eyes cant you see a heart torn open by spears? a dreamer lives inside my mind with fantasies of pure Love. outside the walls of my head innocence fails the test.
my
lovers bleed for my sins.
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untitled i know you dont love me by the way you look past my eyes you see into my soul and ignore the feelings there whatever is left of me is deteriorating rapidly. im dying and you cant see Top
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spoiled words i find
sprawled
across the page
i never asked for the misery i give myself but i indulge in my own offerings. emotions mix and boil over, spilling onto the page before me. every time i take that magic pill to erase everything ive done
it
all comes back in a bigger mess then i left it.
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a painful scream
as
truth is told
tears
tinted red
as
she cries out her heart.
living
life so cold
smiling
as she lies
unable
to face the consequences
happiness
is found in death.
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