I feel so old? Like I might corrode? My limbs are fleeting? My head is bleeding? My heart pounds? As I hit the ground? My…
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Miley Charsky
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He drags his weary body? Out of my bed? Rubbing sleep out of my eyes,? And holding my hand? Through my day? And unwanted lover,?? …
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Slipping in the snow-covered leaves? Mud splattered on my knees? The wind whipping through the air? The cemetery lying bare? I long for more woods…
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