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And my mind
        always finds its way
                               back to you..
Thomas Newlove Oct 2016
Ten word poems - what a load of meaningless ****!
CastorPolydeuces Nov 2016
I'm a sucker for a deadly demise and heartbroken eyes.
Idk if contractions count as one word or 2 but who cares. lolol.
Dark Delusion Nov 2016
Time* *stood still.
Death has already been here.
Forever *nothing.
I am a passive vacuum cleaner
inhaling all the toxicity.
© Cyrille Octaviano, 2016
Nite Nov 2016
Petty mind
And a petty heart
Suits you just fine
Not really in the mood to socialise nowadays
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