Poems from Lavender Punkin

  In the dark of the night I face my window with open eyes I hesitate to bring back happy thoughts Despite being trapped where the fear...
Endless endeavor To regain strength and hope I might expire   Beauty is trying And I would rather not look I try to survive   Through blind...
Creepy crawlies trample the pillows Of those who are long lost Some are visited by grieving whispers And others still lay where they were...
Supplementary: Something extra, excess, not needed Et c’est le même en Français aussi Like desert Or when you’re doing something worthwhile...
Mr. Forevergingerman Stares blankly at the page It’s covered in words Words Just rolling and spinning on and off the page Words everywhere...

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