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charles
Poems
Aug 2020
yours truly, (5)
distract me from the stars,
sharpie the moon,
bury my soul inside this room.
the sheets are gone,
you would cringe at the floor,
i could count on both hands,
each time i have opened my door.
infinite are the slowest moments,
that i wish i was still yours.
Sometimes love is never forgotten in several months. Even when it feels like several years.
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charles
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