Aw, Frick.

Aw, Frick.

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Please take the one that describes your life, may god be with you. We spill words onto paper than call it poetry. we spill blood onto grass than call it war. we spill wine onto beds than call it sex. we spill laughter onto love. than call it happiness. we spill lessons onto souls than call it life. (UNDER GOING EDITING) I don't only own the poems after " A note to him " !
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"Your kisses taste like 'I love yous' But Your 'I love yous' are all lies; " "For love, for death and for the fear of losing what we had, we ruined our kindness in the most unloving way. Each night, before laying your head in my arms you whispered rusty tales of gentle kisses and hard punches on our bathroom wall. Now, I feel you on my torn sheet that sings me your lost songs." "It has been crazy, dodging away your poems that bleeds colourless paint. But how can I recite them to my heart that relapses on your words like snorting cocaine." ▪ POEMS ▪ SHORT STORIES ▪ ARTICLES Ranked #22 in Poetry!

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