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old poems: on the riser
eons pass
before her sandals return to the ground
that same smile
leading me to the edge of the world
and in full frolic
watching her halo sink into the hills in the distance
she is a dandelion seed on the breeze
a small girl in pirouette
a dead paratrooper in the sky
before her sandals return to the ground
that same smile
leading me to the edge of the world
and in full frolic
watching her halo sink into the hills in the distance
she is a dandelion seed on the breeze
a small girl in pirouette
a dead paratrooper in the sky
Published 12th Jun 2022
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Anonymous
12th Jun 2022 8:40pm
That closer was a kick in the face from no where,
All the poetic and artful descriptions had me invested in one direction and you shove the final image in my face I couldn’t help but read it again, flawless bait and switch, truly no telegraph, no set up.
All the poetic and artful descriptions had me invested in one direction and you shove the final image in my face I couldn’t help but read it again, flawless bait and switch, truly no telegraph, no set up.
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