Death I was before,
Now alive I lay on the fore...
I,
Simply...
I've been casting around the past to try and...
And why it took me so many years to offer others...
My thoughts plague me
Force me to stay awake...
Friendly reminder
To please stay...
Little precious things,
That need treated with care...
it is just an empty page calling me
and poetry is born from this mistake...
Have we been broadcasting live
this entire time...
My ignorance is like cockroaches
walking through thoughts...
Raindrops crash down relentlessly-
Each splash covering my skin with...
A chapter in an
unfinished book, let it go...
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sometimes i think we get so full and plush with...