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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
Something different.

Submitted: August 09, 2017

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Deadly weapon

I get one

Then I turn to cry

I know what I've done

I, I, I

Bitter kisses

Upon my lips

They feel so tempting, pure

Bliss, bliss, bliss

Sky blue water

And crashing waves

Along the shores

They head towards their watery

Graves, graves, graves

This is my heart

These are my words

Lay them both to rest

 


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