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Jun 2015
echoes fading
like words etched
on wet sand
about to be
pelted with
wave
after
wave
of salty water that
cascades like
tears on
pale cheeks
that fall
like raindrops
on dry earth
about to be
****** up and
buried
six
feet
under
Another poem I wrote as a class assignment. I dunno if the teacher was expecting this.
Can't Believe It's Not Butter
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Can't Believe It's Not Butter  California
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     Pastell dichter, Polar, JR and LycanTheThrope
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