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i'm too afraid
souls meeting in the rain
i hope its just a phase
all those memories going to waste
excuse me for the plastic taste
parting ways
asking why im always braced
im sorry im such a disgrace
flowers blooming when you stay
nostalgia booming, feelings fade
go away,
excuse me for the plastic taste
stay the same,
too afraid—
clouds of meth— wasting time in vain
lost our ways,
parting lips— dizzy haze,
tripping ourselves up in the maze,
excuse me for the plastic taste
letting all those memories burn,
flowers rotting wherever you turn,
learn the pain,
turn to waste,
im sorry for the plastic taste.
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— june 8th 2020 —
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choking on flowers // sad poems
Poetry"quiet words, loud thoughts. hurt body, big heart." //WARNING: DEPRESSING THEMES// This is an original poetry collection addressing depression, sadness, love, loss, nostalgia and echoing the transience and lonesomeness of existence. Poems, short sto...
