Megs
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The StirA Poem by MegsA name once so sweetnow tastes like poison on my tongueWhen heard in passingI stifle the stir it evokesThe stir that starts in the very bottom of my b.. |
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The overlapA Poem by MegsI drove by that spot todayyou knowthat spot by the riverThe spot where we fucked in the backseat of my carThe spot where you pulled me close and saidI.. |
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Dark DazeA Poem by MegsI'm going to die soonSome days I feel it more than others,but I knowThere are times when I feel I might outrun itHours when music filters out the wait.. |
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Dark PlacesA Poem by MegsSomething I wrote in after my hysteria had subsided. I don't fancy myself much of a writer, so excuse my poor grammar and punctuation. I just write wh.. |
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