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Bones Oct 9
God
I look to the sky
And beg God for forgiveness
My plea goes unheard.
Bones Oct 9
My teeth are too sharp
I bleed when I bite my tongue
I take out my tongue.
Bones Oct 9
I have a paper
A plan vivid in my mind;
I throw it away.
Bones Oct 9
My alarm clock breaks
The numbers freeze forever
Time stops for us both.
Bones Oct 9
Dust collects in fall
Too high to clean by springtime
I cry in winter.

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