Poetry

Poetry

For I Fear

• For I Fear • I seldom talk to youthese daysfor I fear blurting outmy fearsin front of you,for what

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Poetry

We all die

• from the pen of someone who dies and admits • It’s all about deaths. not singular, but plural.we all

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Poetry

An annihilating addiction

The tears that roll down my eyelids and lay scattered all over them but never go beneath my eyelashes (as

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