20. poetry and prose

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you are an anthology of poems, your lips a faucet of misery that spouts nothing but the beautiful deceit i adore so much, flowery words outlined with painted dreams eventually, easily, washed away by the evening tide and the break of day

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you are an anthology of poems,
your lips a faucet of misery that spouts
nothing but the beautiful deceit i adore so much,
flowery words outlined with painted dreams
eventually, easily, washed away
by the evening tide and the break of day.

- poets who lie

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