Poems from WeAreMore

You're ice, remember? you aren't supposed to burn with passion you'll melt- quit it you're only making a target of yourself Freeze again,...
I wrote the fifth poem about him today. And yet i still don't understand. Why isn’t the writing giving me the answers Like it always used...
grapefruit on a lemon tree is a little bit like me still citrus, still human but a curious, strange illusion apples on a cherry tree is a...
My first word was “tick tock” My favorite blanket had clocks on it I am and was and always will be obsessed with clocks And with the idea...
Yeah, i’ve been read like a book Cover to cover in rough translations far from my own I’ve been told a lot of things that went wrong with...

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