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Oct 10
i once told him
that i write

and he looked
straight at my wrists
and whispered
oh ***,
i'm so sorry.

he asked me
a while later
what was wrong with my mind.
what do you mean?
i asked.
every poet has
wrong with their minds,
he replied.

i looked at him.

what is it then?
he asked.

and with this
sick smile
i whispered
Written by
TheMadEternitarian  F
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