Sower

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Slowly,
Why'd you fall so slowly?
I could only collapse,
Tangled at your feet.
I vomit bones
And plant them like seeds
Then I stand waiting
For the ground to speak.
When the liquor runs dry
And I fall asleep,
I finally stop giving
My love to you for free.

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