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Bryce
Poems
Oct 2019
Wow
When I think of you,
As but dust
In a carbon filter
I am disgusted
In the fact
That
This is what
Was expected
And thus,
I would not be
Anything
But
Trusting
as I am,
Gush
At the thin
varnish
Of your skin
When,
Perhaps
You had found
Gladness
In a day,
Or in an
arcsecond
Of the sun
You would
Know
Nothing
In the way
That I do--
That is the curse
Of us
And thus
I make my
Words
With love.
#wow
#cool
#nice
#love
#dog
Written by
Bryce
M/San Francisco, CA
(M/San Francisco, CA)
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