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DAF Oct 2019
This poison in my cup
Is sure to **** me
But for now
It feels fantastic
DAF Oct 2019
I only write at night
The dark seems to illuminate
Thoughts not given the time of day
DAF Oct 2019
the mind
moves faster than
the hand
that holds
the pen
that's trying to catch up
DAF Oct 2019
I hardly finish poems
Most times I'll just find a convenient place to stop
DAF Oct 2019
Eyes open and I’m numb again
Though shut and I can feel
Dreams they say are just pretend
Still I wonder which is real
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