Poems from 15cfisk

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fighting crohn's disease and depression one poem at a time
i came back to my poems last night i came back to hold this summer's feelings up to the light just to find that it's the same cloth, cut 8...
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aching for more than just quartz dimming to rust  longing for a punctuation mark  at the end of the longest longest sentence. relax against...
i should rest flowers at her feet press kisses to her fingers whatever it takes to make her feel golden, adored what lies between us is...
in the fourth month i was still wishing it would work rusty pennies in the hand of a tender heart must be worth more than a cent maybe...
maybe it feels like looking down at the rope that holds you and realizing it's only made of thread. if she loved me, why would she choose...

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