when i was sad
i would imagine myself
happier
writing dumb lovesick notes
slipping them into lockers
kissing under a willow tree
holding hands
and sharing our favorite chocolate
after school
in that dark damp
alleyway
but now
i am sad
and all i see
is your dead body
swinging
from that willow tree
where we first kissed
my dumb, crumpled notes
shoved into your coat pockets
the taste of bittersweet chocolate
lingering on your lips
your hand still
latched
onto mine
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Random Poetry
Poetry(TW: Depression, suicide, eating disorders, death, substance abuse, and self harm.) I like to write poetry so ima just put it all in here lmao
