For OhioA Poem by scarlynn
If you had asked me
at seventeen years "have you ever wanted to kill someone?" I'd be a dead hanging liar if I'd said no. Send you the only swan song I know, my silence is dark and cold as you could imagine. I think of your eyes in real life, Maybe I'm too depressed - I skim them, I can't read. Eclipses are as damaging as the sun herself. At least now, cigarettes make me think of something.
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