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NaPoWrimo #16

4/16/2018

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Graveyard

I think I used to love you
I think I craved you
But it’s gone
Gone away
I think I used to know you
I think I used to know who
You are
Who are you now?
I gather wood
I gather paper planes
I gather all my dreams
I set fire to the pyre
I burn it all down to the ground
Now
Headstone
Headstrong
Headstone
I can’t be done
We were bound
Through vows, not
Clean cut, more
Serrated on the seam
I am the world’s
Biggest fool
I am so fucked now
There’s no relief
I can’t believe
I thought
You’d set me free
Let go
You’ll see
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