gardens and graveyards
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Blessed are the DamnedA Poem by gardens and graveyardsA poem I wrote after thinking about all the whacky episodes I've had with my relationships with people. |
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FaithA Poem by gardens and graveyardsI never really believedin the importance of faithuntilI thought about how often peopledivulge their secretsto one another. We think it&r.. |
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Empty Bags; No Refills BottlesA Poem by gardens and graveyards3:34 in the morningand I can already beginto feelthe come down.S**t,s**t,s**t.I ran out.I ran out of all ofit,and I’ll probably be up all nightl.. |
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Wool and ThunderA Poem by gardens and graveyardsIt was late one night,and I had some company.A pretty young girlthat I met a few weeks earlierwho laughed at most of my jokesand forgave.. |
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The NerveA Poem by gardens and graveyardsAll the nerves that I thoughtI had cutare growing back again andI can feel them growing around my bonesand taking root deep inside my skin.They grow l.. |
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Slay Your MonsterA Poem by gardens and graveyardsStand up andclean yourself off. Don’t waste your timewallowing in self pity.I’m not worth it. Instead,rearrange your feelingsfrom this h.. |
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