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by Mar 28, 2020

I broke a twig and perished all my love... Poetry

I broke a twig and perished all my love... Poetry

i broke a twig
and perished all my love

it flew away

like smell of dripping juice
through weakly breathing trunks

and rattled though my skull

this night i live
is just a tear
on cheeks
that dry till sore

nightmare is only what
we cannot stand a thought of
anymore.

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