mabel mae
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the rusty silver plate.A Poem by mabel maefull.it was always meant to be full.working its way from last to first layer.ninth layer deatheighth layer retirementseventh layer grandchildrensixth .. |
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65 liesA Poem by mabel maeand then some will look you in the eyesand liestraight to you're beautiful gray eyesthat they never remembered the color ofstraight to your brainthat .. |
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melomaniacA Poem by mabel maei am slowly losing my mind this will not make sense but it is beauty |
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rigor mortisA Poem by mabel maeit doesn't make sense but maybe that's the beauty of it |
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blue eyes' poemA Poem by mabel maeand his eyes are bluelike the cornflower fieldscreating as much giddinessas a child in the sun |
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self harm survivorA Poem by mabel maethe scars will heal once morebut there will always be a marka reminder no one knows what forexcept for those who've survived the dark. |
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