Poems from Gloomyst

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24 - STL- heavily influenced from moments and people in and no longer in my life.
Ill use the love letters you wrote me to fuel the fire I light to destroy this paper house I have been living in.    
Buy into the aestheticI wouldn't spare you a dime I am my own butcher of my edifice Not a single truth nor a single lie Could slow the ebbs...
After breakfast   fetal like twisted in your bed seven blankets that hug my neck your mother talks loudly on the phone as you take away my...
The skin of my back sticks to the skin of your stomach sweaty and your breath is slow and hard. I slide left and you pull back into me. A...
every night while i lay in bed, before i try and go to sleep. i re-accept my inevitable death and it’s comings.. i accept that I could...

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