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Poet's Town

Life. Eyes. Skin and blood.

Need

Just a little pain

Push

Leave

There are always walls

Time. Flesh and tongue.

Hold

Pull

Used

Alive

Voice broken open

Stop

Veins bleed

Face away

Hands break

Head drowning

They’ll smile, maybe

He’s oxygen

Black sweat

They die like God

-lf-

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Written by

leelan-farhan

Canadian

Published: Mar 9, 2014
LinesWords: 2348

Notes: © Leelan Farhan
March 9 2014
Just a little something I threw together using the word's page - the abandoned town of my mind.

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