August
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Bed..A Poem by AugustI don't want to get up from my bed. It hugs me so i won't listen to my head. It doesn't care if i'm go.. |
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Out of love..A Poem by AugustI used to think of you as mine ,and knew that it would be so until the end of time. But all we had has faded into a faint line I realise that there'.. |
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Laughing stockA Poem by AugustWhy do I always go back to that same page where I feel like a laughing stock inside a cage. Why did I do it all? Who was it for? All I wanted was.. |
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DRAFT: TO MOMA Poem by AugustTo the most beautiful, brave and kind woman I know.. |
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