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RMatheson Feb 26
And suddenly
Flash...
What was uncertain
black and white
Was now certain
brilliant colour.
RMatheson Feb 25
And she's doing cartwheels
inside my heart.
RMatheson Feb 25
...heartbreak can mend
like shadows missing light
her forever fountain,
life-giving,
death-chasing.

And my bones are renewed.
RMatheson Feb 21
Life gets light
and I am lifted
by the poetry
of her.
RMatheson Feb 21
The green hill's mist
is weeping through
the blades
of grass.
RMatheson Feb 21
Expedite my end
bring it to a close
the new me that deserves to be
is something I'll keep close.
RMatheson Feb 20
I hate suicide
I wish it would **** itself

RIP
Jim
Woody
Arkheem
Tim
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