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Charlie Harman
Poems
Mar 2023
Untitled
What kind of friends
slip right through your hands?
I'm drinking bottled love now-
Leftovers from
a time long past.
I've learned to love the taste of it-
dripping down my throat
~and burning through my bones~
Eyes like rivers, and
dream-like shivers.
But she told me:
"If they really wanted to see you-"
I cut her off.
Limbless and Lost
I trudge aimlessly through time.
I took inspiration from Dandelion Hands and snagged a line or idea from "How To Never Stop Being Sad." Hopefully that's legal *****.
Written by
Charlie Harman
23/M/Iowa USA
(23/M/Iowa USA)
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