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A Poem by Bee
I wrote a poem and it was called nighttime
about the trees that swing and the bricks that rhyme
and the kids that chuckle sweet smiles
who gather a..
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A Poem by Bee
Aching like stars falling down on the concrete, as the ocean pulls me into a parallel universe, I am complete, pushed in the back of my seat, I am def..
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A Poem by Bee
Immortal, as if death was a bad neighbor.
A neighbor with too much booze and music that plays way too loud.
An interruption of your self-destruction..
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