TWENTY
the bitterness still lives inside me
There is something
about you
that reminds me of bitterness.
Of black stained coffee
and midnight lit cigarettes.
The burn and the smoke.
Two of my most least
favorite things.
Perhaps
you're my third.
Where are you from?
𐎀 I'm from a very small town in Ohio.
May
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PoetryMELANCHOLY | Melancholy drips from my fingertips. SOON TO BE A PUBLISHED PAPERBACK. COMING 2025! This melancholy drips from my fingertips so slowly, you begin to forget I even exist. All of me, the hard parts of flesh you could never seem to love...
