The leaves fall,
My skin crawls.
I think I am having withdrawals.
The trees all dead,
Because we bled.
Wow you sound
Like a crack head.
YOU ARE READING
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PoëziePoetry has always completely held me together. It's kind like how you breathe oxygen. It's something I have to do. Poetry is something like oxygen to me. Without it I wouldn't survive. ~ remember love is a crime and I'll do the time for loving what'...
