poetry

Stamen. Clawed in.

b2.viii 

X phacks(phaackedup)

😵😵😵🔚

Do all mouths shut.

Maybe they will all cry,

when I am buried not of six feet under.

Only my burnt ash goes where it want to go.

May be that shall be a way out.

Yet I am still bleeding at mine.

and a cancer in my mind;

All of that want that never gets.

©O.a.M

®Artsydhude 2019

™XhenoPagz

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