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Sep 7
i can’t court another cover
they’ve all fled from my arms
and abandoned their lover

i loved their souls
what their hearts confined
i thought i knew well

is it something i’ve done–
that they grow wings to withdraw
that they ride the wind away

i still need them so
but their rush to escape
tells me less of the same

former glory not sufficing
may you enjoy the rush of flowing from the lips of another
O stanza lines and book covers
kind of a poem about writer's block, I guess... I'm unsure about what I write sometimes
Written by
Austin  14/M
(14/M)   
89
     silvervi, guy scutellaro and Benzene
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