ran on me like gasoline
quickest miles, to be seen
i'm all used up
barrel scraped clean
and no one had to light a match
we still went up in flames
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Spilled Moonlight
Poetry"I took a swig of moonlight and swayed with the stars" A collection of poems, short letters, and quotes. Delicately laced with stardust and woven together in the hours of the moon. Each differently sculpted, for the moon's silver drops had someth...
