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We write it and we destroy it Do with it what we see fit Tear it up Burn it, hide it below dead js in a cup Like our souls Like the cigarette burn holes In our shirts and our arms Our sleeping bags Awoken to forever-under-our-eyes bags
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May 16, 2016
May 16, 2016 at 12:17 AM UTC
Our Poetry is Depressing
We write it and we destroy it Do with it what we see fit Tear it up Burn it, hide it below dead js in a cup Like our souls Like the cigarette burn holes In our shirts and our arms Our sleeping bags Awoken to forever-under-our-eyes bags
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May 16, 2016
May 16, 2016 at 12:17 AM UTC
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