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C. Knappe

C. Knappe

Colours

This is freedom

I see a perplexing array of colours in front of me,
Most prodominantly reds and yellows, possibility of pink and green,
They form a shape, not just any you see,
The shape of happiness,
The shape of the free.

(2013)

I was having a moment of happiness and wonder, and I wrote about freedom. Enjoy.

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Lost Puppet

Do not fret, You are but a lost puppet, The show must go on, Bright smile, where are you? A slight kick,
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Hm.

My mind is reeling towards uncanny… I cannot stop my thoughts from tak… I cannot feel as you all feel, fla… I am not afraid of the unknown as… I would rather wander into the dar…
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Radiance

I’m simply sweet; serene, I’ll have your heart in my palms o… And the next appear as a dream, I cannot travel, my dearest love, I rest as embers burning temperate…
It is Autumn, is it not?

The wrinkled red of rose petals is… The blackened edges against burnin… The clichéd prosthetics are searin… And I am a pale, seething body of… I have forgotten distaste, more so…
 2
You are there

I close my eyes and imagine a worl… Everything in it’s likeliness is b… We are all free and there is no ne… We are careless yet gentle; subtle… Devoted but we will not be possess…
 4
Writer's Block.

I have a bit of writer’s block, My mind is clogged with cinder roc… These mediocre happenings have put… So brave to say, I gave away,
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The Black Sea

I feel it again, The cold seeping into my veins, Like dry ice, My heart hurts so much, I can’t bear to cry
 1
Obtuse Poetry

Able mounted, swift. You are crescent shaped and rigid, Colloquial, simply complex Paradoxical, congruent Absent minded
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Just thoughts

Is it human to want to die? I don’t even know if I can write… I’m just so curious to know, Is it something we all understand, Or is it merely a concept no one k…
The World We Live In

It’s a strange world, the one we l… Or maybe it’s the people... You see, we try to not live in the… Overlooking the fact that it’s the… But which moment can we determine…
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The Whether

I feel the cold against my skin, My mind is whirling yet again, A thought, one simple and so pure, Leads my mind only more to lure, I am not afraid. I tell myself,
You are a Rock

You are a rock, Maybe you never understood this bu… The meaning behind every move not… But felt Feelings are so submissive
Caressing Flames

What does it feel like to burn you… Does it feel good, euphoric? As o… Does the tender sensitivity awaken… Or does it merely elude the solid… What do YOU feel like?
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Cherry Mud Pies

Lost... It’s not where I am or who, Per se But something more Like my skin has sulked calmly fro…
Truth but a Folly

Never have the pangs of desolation… The world is as beautiful as an ic… Cutting through the glass walls li… In this light, the shadows seem al… or dim coves,



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