We will disappear from this Earth
I don't know where we'll go
But we will be gone.
In the meantime -
I'll get angry, sad, ludicrously happy,
And I'll share all this with you.
I'll share this with you because
I'm realizing that I love you,
Yeah, I do,
because there's something beyond greed
beyond selfishness
in all this,
All this nothing
- F
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Showing posts with label bad poetry. Show all posts
Sunday, September 29, 2019
Saturday, September 28, 2019
Completely
I want to empty you.
I want to drain you.
I want you to look at me
with vacant eyes -
knowing -
that I'll just fill them again.
- F
I want to drain you.
I want you to look at me
with vacant eyes -
knowing -
that I'll just fill them again.
- F
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