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D Jan 2019
in the loudest moments my truth whispers
to silence the noise of a voice
that only does me harm
i wont listen
i'm okay
D Jan 2019
and in the quiet i hear him
mumbling his truth

i don't love you
but i love him
D Jan 2019
soft off-white pages,
velvet leather spine,
wrapped in cloths of silk,
with edges, gold inlined
i want to publish just one book,
a book of poems; a really *fine* book of poems

'milk and honey' by rupi kuar is a good poetry book btw check it out
D Jan 2019
its the lightening strikes in the dead of winter
snaking down my spine

its every blistering wind howling in the night
there's still one and a half months left
D Jan 2019
my dominos are all lined up
and waiting for the drop
always the drop
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