people keep talking.
hearts harbor the deepest hurts.
the river flows on.
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tail lights paint me red.
jealous of the floating moon.
silver, unaware.
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age of wildflowers.
young and ruthless beauties.
never here to stay.
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mountains on the skin.
pink dots like constellations.
you are not "dirty".
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hands grasp for letters,
words from their someone not here.
vines grow down the cliff.
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dying light of day.
stars clock into their night shift.
birthed fire of morning.
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-V
(do yall like haikus??? let me know what type of poetry you prefer!!)
YOU ARE READING
who i am and why i'm not (poetry)
PoesíaI'll love you for history, through your death, through mine.
