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laurynas-dyma Apr 24
would you
let me go
to find the
prince, you
thought you
found in me
Lightheart Sep 2018
I could write poems until I pass out
but do I pass through anyone’s mind?
I wonder if anyone thinks of me late at night
Lightheart Mar 2018
Something that can happen so quickly
affects us for such a long time

please stay.
Your death will last much longer than your pain.
Haley Elizabeth Feb 2018
This temporary emptiness
feels equivalent to a million wine glasses.

You're fragile, drunk, and dying.
That's a lot of alcohol.
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