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The strong hands of rhyming curles around the neck of your poetry
and
chokes
its definition
and yet
most of us
like the sound of that,
I guess you're all just
dirty poets.
YOU ARE READING
Boy. Paperheart
PoetryWarning: I don't mind wrapping you up in my paper blanket of love poem promises to keep you warm from yourself and allow the depressing lines inside to give you a paper cut, I am a cruel poet. ••• "To indulge in your exi...
