weedkillers
at that tender age when one still believed
openly bleeding wounds make for devotion
cut skin, draw blood, covenanting together
all through the years of getting to know you
always being the only one to be weeded out
Poetry by arquious
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Written on 2023-07-14 at 16:37
Tags Galateus Crypticbard Arkayye
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