painted before stroke
before I saw natural stone
repeat repetition
I brush the soiled tears
from your eyes and you wake-
glistening in mine
Stace could undertaker
create something like this?
my hands are cold
RAW
Black Friday, ashamed kill
Rittenhouse, school killing
labinjo humanity. Why is
life so cheap?
Before my head hits
The pillow I mouth the man-
tra I- am ness
Stephanie you live
in me, beauty is in-
eye of beholder
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