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bradley martin May 2017
no one cuddles with skin n bones
no one loves to love a ghostly soul

set for love in a hopeless time
why do i cry through rhyme
bradley martin May 2017
I return to that ocean cliff every day,
looking on
trying to
find
a hint of those raging sunflower rapids
hidden in
time
it was supposed to be Blue at first
        but yellow sunflowers devoured

                day on to find
                         rapids in time
bradley martin May 2017
i am going to bed bungray,
so that one day,
when hungar is no longer served on my plate
i will know what hungar was
and i will be full
and i will be thankful
the word
     and words such as
hunger
     invoke such emotions.
hungar seems more satirical in practice.
bradley martin Feb 2017
When you find the devil
inside you

You best believe you gonna do
what you gotta do

get him out while you can
try to save a friend

but it doesn't help
when he starts to command

go to sleep my darling
be good to me

dancing with the devil
trynna keep him company

don't you know that
you're my new love to be

ill take you in the night
you can come home with me

write me a song
be good to me

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