The voice in my head is yours,
but the greed that i pertain is merely mine.
I must admit its entirely superficial / this love.
Thats why I wrote this ode.
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Poetrylove poems to strangers i'll never meet; an ode to heartbreak and the bleak divine-ness of it all. All Rights Reserved. Copyright © 2020 by Kate H.
(3) the voice inside my head is yours
The voice in my head is yours,
but the greed that i pertain is merely mine.
I must admit its entirely superficial / this love.
Thats why I wrote this ode.
