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 Mar 2020 John parker
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 Mar 2020 John parker
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My happiest moments
were always the ones
where I’m closest to death
I’m leaving soon.
I lie in a bed in
the hospital that
we lay down
in together a
couple of years ago.
I held her.
She was tired after
work.
I can't go anywhere that
memories
don't haunt me;
chase me
like a rabid dog.
But,
this is too much.
I can see her,
smell her,
taste her.
And my
heart breaks when
I open
my eyes, and
face the loveless
sun
like a knife.
adopt a demon tonight
and if you're a writer
she'll help you become a
great one even
It is worth exposing yourself
to her
You won't call her a demon,
of course. That term is offensive
You'll refer to her as The Muse,
your muse
and she will visit you when the
time is right
and the time will be right
when you start doing your thing
You'll see.
 Mar 2020 John parker
Mansi
I am sorry
If I hurt you

I was trying to protect you
And me
And ended up hurting
Us both
hey, people have to breathe
why shouldn't i get a few bucks?
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