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Arima Mar 2018
Sometimes it's as if
your name
never broke my tongue.
Other times, I sit
and stare
upon my splintered mouth.
More poetry!
Arima Mar 2018
Out of all the forgotten
loves and failures
my uninhabitable heart
still creaks
in hopes that you
cut the weeds
fix the windows
and turn this ruin
into your home
Hey guys, I'm new here, hope you'll enjoy my work.

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