Poems from Anonymous.art
people have the ability to leave your life any time that they want to.
So why is it, that you are always the one waiting around.
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It's like the days keep getting shorter
but the years are getting longer
my head cannot wrap around the planet
my lungs cannot exceed the...
tonight he told me he loved me
confused was I
I
being the one to joke
a most precious word left out in the open
I couldn't bring my eyes...
why the fuck in my mind am I feeling like I'm getting so serious
day 3
of course we made out
and dang it was good
weird fact
day 3
we...
sometimes my poetry from letters in my head are so raw
more raw than the cut on your lower back
something that bleeds in you sleep when I...