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"aftermoon" poems
Oh woman of a jacket smells like peach lonely lonely as an empty bench on an empty beach my wrinkled hands around my face lonely lonely as wooden words around a space too hard to fill, to hard to delete lonely lonely I see you leaving on my feet waiting for nothing in the aftermoon lonely lonely seeing nothing but the yester noon oh woman of a hair smells like mine smells like madness only we were the prayers and the shrine I feel so lonely
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Apr 24, 2021
Apr 24, 2021 at 6:22 AM UTC
mogheer-k-barghuthy
lonely
Oh woman of a jacket smells like peach lonely lonely as an empty bench on an empty beach my wrinkled hands around my face lonely lonely as wooden words around a space too hard to fill, to hard to delete lonely lonely I see you leaving on my feet waiting for nothing in the aftermoon lonely lonely seeing nothing but the yester noon oh woman of a hair smells like mine smells like madness only we were the prayers and the shrine I feel so lonely
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