Neighborhood Poems
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  • Reads 23
  • Votes 3
  • Parts 2
  • Time <5 mins
Ongoing, First published Jul 18, 2016
He has poetry spilling from his eyes.
He has poetry dripping from his eyes. 
His eyes are dry paint.
His heart has dry cracks.
He has poetry ripping his insides.
He has poetry clawing his insides.
His thoughts became wet paint.
And if you ever touch his heart,
know that you're red handed.
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