20/M/Washington I'm just some guy with an afro, I like writing, and I've been doing some funky poems. If you have any questions regarding my poems or otherwise, feel free to message me.
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I saw you by the window, thought you were crying alone. I reached out to you and held your hand It was wet with red liquid gushing out of the broken wrist 'nd I realised you were dying alone