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Re: another poem -
January 16th 2017, 03:08 PM
I like the ending on this one too! The way you describe the night makes it seem like a whisper to me. Keep posting your work. <3
If clarity's in death, then why won't this die?
Years of tearing down our banners, you and I
Living for the thrill of hitting you where it hurts
Give me back my girlhood, it was mine first
The axe forgets, but the tree remembers
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