puella
By neone
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A measure of love
You measure love, Dripping, like time, in crystal droplets By messages left, pin marks in the door. 'I'm so popular,' you told me, Not believing it...
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- 621 reads
Boxed
My summer would fit Crushed up small in a box, Insignificant in its coffin, If it had blisters and chlorine, From swimming in my shoes One day, after...
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Coming back too late
Almost knowing I was here, The house glooms darkly, With searching eyes. Windows, unwashed, door, too red. Long path, tree shadowed. She opens the...
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