poem #1

my wooden body will forever rest underwater.

sprouts of misogyny will grow from my naive mind.

crawling from underneath my skin

and growing roots of the purest souls

"guilty" forever carved into my oak corpse

moss covering my eyes and ears

hiding the truth

making me digest lies with toothaches

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this is so cool !!

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thank uuu

by robin!!; ; Report