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hiii im koi / ghoulish / ghoulba!!

she/her - any

this is my little blog where I store any poetry I make! I dont think I'm very good at making poems but wwwweeehh idk here! *drops a stack of poems and run off*

poetry ★彡

#1 blood

"as the blood drips from my clothes

i dip into the water and ask

"what have i done wrong?"

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i get up and reach, reach for the stars

and say

"my sense of self is gone."

#2 The Killer

i reach around my bones

to find my cold heart

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i cannot find it

for it was long gone

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i may be a killer but

i still have a soul

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please understand

i have a role

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to remove

and improve

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this god-forsaken world.

#3 The Train Incident

The weight of this

I might just miss

I am distracted

by a bird

I am being lured

by his traction

and now I am

Free.

#5 The Old Dream

The grass below me is so cool

Maybe this is fate

May I say

You and I

We're meant to be together forever

Until the days have an ending date

Don't worry

I'll be here forever

For I am one, together.

#11 7 o' 9 AM

Have you heard

The bird that sings stories

at 7 o' 9 AM?

Dark ones and light ones

Everyone is welcome to listen

But only I understand

I dare not translate

That defeats the purpose

I hear murmurs

of what people want to believe what the bird is saying

The bird finishes his story

And takes his leave for the day

I call out, using my own stories in mother toungue

I actually don't understand what I'm saying

Maybe that's why he doesnt return

Maybe I am saying something,

he doesnt want to hear

#30 Uhhggf (I dont have a name for it yet lawl)

Borrow the stars to make your jewelry

And blacken the night

The moon will be your face

And I will stare at it each night

#42 Skeleton Dress

Dancing with the end

Teetering toward death

Hands cupped with one's that are cold

A soft ballad between me and the late soul

#51

Breaking the wall

This feeling comes from inside

They wait for my fall

Why would I stay in this pain even if it's mine?

©repth