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 Oct 2024
Jeremy Betts
I sit down to write
A particular piece
I don't want to keep writing about pain
My muse and I fight
We don't find any peace
My desire buckles under the strain

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 Oct 2024
nivek
I ask the prayers of the little ones
the ones closest to the heart of love
especially the souls, like all others
bestowed at conception.... and
ripped from their mothers womb.
 Sep 2024
Pax
i smell your scent,
like mangoes
i tasted them,
unripe & sour.
But I like it.
i like mangoes, i missed those uripped one, well this has dual meaning ;)
 Sep 2024
Doshi
Sick of defending my worth
while you're constantly complaining,
putting on a show.
Our castle is made of toothpicks, look closer
And I'm done rebuilding after each one of your blows.
We know we're not changing
so spare me the side hugs - let's cut our losses.
I'll lie here scattered amongst the others who fell short, content
as you revel in your face-value ties, buying friendships
emerald for emerald, eye for eye
seeing who you can impress next
til daddy's bank runs dry
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