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Poems
Jan 2020
the end (DRAFT)
this could end
me
from the inside out
but it doesn't feel like that
i am oh so powerful
and this hunger is my
sword
i shall climb these mountains
unscathed
and 10 pounds lighter
i will collects the heads
of monsters along the way
with their rearing jaws
they bite into me
they roar
and shriek
for me to eat
but i won't let them win.
not me.
i carry them
like trophies
and at my journeys
end
is my prize
death greets me with open hands
he says
it has taken years,
my friend
yet i was always here
waiting.
and you've finally
found me.
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em
20/Non-binary/California
(20/Non-binary/California)
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