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* I have four poems that are upwards of ten pages each so if you would like to hear them, email
(copy and paste it because it has periods in it)
mr.lots.of.names@gmail.com.
"The heart sounds and sounds, pounds and pounds,
until it punched a hole in my chest, and if-
that wasn't enough those greedy veins,
with insatiable hunger they consumed the rest of me."
*UNLESS OTHERWISE STATED, ALL OF THESE WORKS ARE MY OWN, PLEASE ASK BEFORE REPLICATING ANY OF THESE WORKS**
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“
It’s going to take a monumental effort,
to preserve the crumbling statue of our love,
which time has slowly eroded away. ”
—
Myself
