if i were to die
of a heart attack
i'd spent my last moments
recording the pain
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(untitled) -- a collection of experimental poetry [COMPLETE]
Poetrymy keyboard is a minefield. my mind is broken glass. when my body bursts apart, the shards catch light and look like blinking stars. ( 1 year of poetry )
wilting
if i were to die
of a heart attack
i'd spent my last moments
recording the pain
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