Parleyed inks.

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“Since when did u tried composition on me?”

said the white paper to ticonderoga.

“I tried so hard to tell him, at least he knows your value.”

ticonderoga replied.

“I am cheaper, expendable and please do remember his love before and after.”

Both white paper and the pencil glared too hard at that filler paper, and both in unison shouted.

“You will die, if you dont shut up.”

🤔😐😑🤔😑🤔😐😎

© oliver a. melendez.

© all artworks and poetry by ohms / @rstydhude

@Vb 48

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Filler up

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The cup pulled up by the bottle and said,

‘Fill me up’

‘With what’, replied the bottle

‘with the wisdom of your liquids’, cup answered.

‘sure whatever fills you up’.

© oliver a. melendez.

© all artworks and poetry by ohms / @rstydhude

@Vb 110. b2.19

To see your opinion. . .

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which can matter,

in lieu of the fact that can remain,

whereas the real truth of the matter;

dies in the end of all,

misconception

misinterpretations

and

misguided emotional opinions

that are in play of the

equation of any situation.

Ooh baby…

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I am a sucker of women who just keeps loving their smile, and loving every minute of it.

For the love of a smile can encompass any lust, love or even sex can even muster.

A smile can see any obstacle and stampede through its gaping two front teeth, even dimples can topple an empire.

-X phactore pg.12

Sort to re sort,

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The world of tommorow

sent me a letter,

It told me,

Don’t ever be

so bold.

Don’t ever be

courageous.

Don’t ever be

anxious.

Because it told me its not even here to begin with.