Sad Labels:
dark poems
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dark poetry
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sad poems
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sad poetry
heavy lanterns wear the darkness in jagged whispers. the puzzle turns our pieces. vague orphans chase the edges. spoiled by the body's greed.
how young we must have been to wonder so long after what never was.
the fever of want like lava under our skin.
we are ashes. incinerated.
we scribble on tomorrow's flesh. maps that take us nowhere.
we tug on our leashes. mongrels rotting in shrinking cages.
we chew on love's carcass.
starving scavengers. gorging ourselves on someone else's prey.
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