my River,
I have found
my way
to you
through
muds and reeds
and crocodile
teeth.
now we can be
carfree willows
with memories.
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Solace and Solitude
PoetryThe sun tells me I'm alive, and that I have lived. But this is for the suicide of words I once wrote. I find something beautiful about it, and maybe even a bit lonely. I just hope it's calm under the waves of my oblivion. I hope to be the ache and s...
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my River,
I have found
my way
to you
through
muds and reeds
and crocodile
teeth.
now we can be
carfree willows
with memories.
