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Evening Muse

Look at you With your gorgeous eyes. With that curl that dangles in your face when you're under pressure Or

Down

I'm a drive by murder scene with a view from the kitchen window. Split screen from underneath and down below. We all

They

"Everybody's a poet," Fuck you! I didn't ask for this. I didn't ask for this talent. For this overflow

Honey

For the principle of love I sacrifice myself. For this simplicity of love I make a jab at myself. Just

Connections

All of you. You know who you are. Those who could be around but can't or chose not to be.

Unbodied

He's not real, but I'm thinking about him. Someone got me writing again, Helped me return to this passion