erased memories


United States

drop the pen that doesnt write

kill the  sun that doesnt shine

eat the melted chocolate cone

seal the deal with lips and scones

fill the air with empty whispers

find the sign that says exit

chill the air with crispy corn

change the wind that blew open the door

smell the fast food down below

carry a sign that says im too old

sip on the drink of childrens pain

shake that silver shattered plate

smear that cake across her face

everythings i said-erase-

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