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7 months ago

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my poem:

He sleeps with 2 pillows

I’m the third

Pillow or girl this week

Unanswered questions

Better left in my head

We’re living in different worlds

While in the same room

I see in rose and you’re committed to gray

Little fallen angels

You’re drifting away

Self soothing invisible pain

You’re a boy

Not a man

I’m not a wife

Can’t carry babies

Lifeless man

Child spirit

You never really grow up

Just get jaded

You take care of your dog, more than you do yourself


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1 year ago

Because destruction tastes as sweet as blood ;

Love, I tire of licking wounds as they close up, I cry to bathe them open

Stay yourself, stay curious

Because Destruction Tastes As Sweet As Blood ;

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