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Oct 2020
whistling land breeze at the end of October
Star-spangled banner waves in my corner
ultrasonic blue lights reach me closer
I still think of you even when I'm sober

I stare at my phone and construct a phrase
I create an image of your eyes and face
that's the totality of the beauty ever made!
wish I could unsee it right now, in this barricade.

I burnt peace in my mind with torture
overpowered my waking days with such a creature
I became suppressed by the breach of rupture
killing me softly with every minute of your courtier
I put myself back in the narrative / I stop wasting time on tears / I lived another fifty years
PATROCLUS
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PATROCLUS  18/M
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   Lulu Sarmiento
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