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Very sad poem about love

This is the moon

You picked up from heaven

And gave me one night

It keeps my hands warm

When you’re not around

I only write poems when I’m sad

I only write poems when I’m sad

When I am close to crying myself to death

When I hate myself for being me

Cause u can either leave or be the one who’s left

I only write poems

When I’m sad

Like rope I put these lines around my neck

I only write poems

When I’m sad

I only write those words

That never going to be said

When I look at the skies

When I look at the skies

I feel cold and calm

I bet god mostly cared

Of his own reign

When he was creating us

I don’t know

What the next star gonna bring

But I’ll make a wish that one day

You will look at these skies with me

Claustrophobia (a poem)

What was that luscious dream

You’ve cherished in your trembling hands

And swallowed with bloody taste of the first beam of sun

And now you’re choking on air

You’ve taken too much in your lungs

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