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I was a lost boy toy soldier from her life. lying still after the final conflict, bleeding regret, ready to let the earth soak me down. a fool's look painted on my face, crimson cheeks wallaby eyes. a heartless shell of circumstance. barely taking last breaths between love's nowhere shadows. . glory lost. bound only to where bad lovers go to die. to where lover's skeletons have been picked clean to the bone. and lies and deceit have rotten their eyes. without glory or any chance of redemption. and I wonder now.. do you even remember my name.
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Sep 18, 2018
Sep 18, 2018 at 5:26 PM UTC
Where bad lovers go to die/ the nowhere poems
I was a lost boy toy soldier from her life. lying still after the final conflict, bleeding regret, ready to let the earth soak me down. a fool's look painted on my face, crimson cheeks wallaby eyes. a heartless shell of circumstance. barely taking last breaths between love's nowhere shadows. . glory lost. bound only to where bad lovers go to die. to where lover's skeletons have been picked clean to the bone. and lies and deceit have rotten their eyes. without glory or any chance of redemption. and I wonder now.. do you even remember my name.
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66/M/california
Sep 18, 2018
Sep 18, 2018 at 5:26 PM UTC
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