Gash me open
Like you always do
Give away the hate
Like its gold
As i gaze blankly
From the pills
Im dead inside
No flowers growing
I cut them down
And gave them away
To greed
Now i wish to leave
Go home
To my shadows
And greet them with my frown
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A-Z Poetry
PoetryI sometimes make little random poems that are just marked by a letter, others are parts of sets, but they all eventualy end up here, and as time goes by, the alphabet will be complete
