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Chapter Nine- That of Poison and Roses
Nine
Grief.
Grief.
Grief.
Yes, I’ll blame it on the grief.
It’s the grief that’s preventing me from feeling hate.
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Chapter Eight- That of Poison and Roses
Eight
Words,
Words,
Words.
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Chapter Seven- That of Poison and Roses
Seven
Everything
Everything
Everything
is a blur.
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A Final Goodbye
Leave me like the setting sun,
your love’s shown in the sky,
our final goodbye.
Whispers of your name-
follow me around like a game.
Reminders of you are everywhere.
I know one day they’ll go away,
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Bland
I've run out of luck
Guess the only thing that ever comes up is love
I'm getting pretty bored
Can you feel my fake excitement, almost like it's a chore?
Think we hit the bottom
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This Bench
There is this bench in a park.
It has a plaque
Dedicated to a man
Who sat there every day
And watched the world go by.
I wonder what he was like,
What he saw.
As I sit here