The verdant L shape
of lonely
imbued with a hazy
heart of ache
criss-cross applesauce
demure in the
aftermath of sorrow
tomorrow
shout it out loud
indelible paint
splattered on the walls
of my empty pocket soul
In the remaining of light
the reminder’s silhouette
is a dark beauty
bend my will
and contort to form
the verdant L shape
of lonely
tattooed with 50 words
for mistake
when the adhesion
fails to take
what is a lonely to do
I beseech you
to mend my truth
I have lost the togethers
apart from the forevers
and settled into
all of the nevers
quintessence is the
oneness I have
become in my
solitude
where no sun shines
following lazy brooks
of babbling nonsense
down into the valleys of
isolation
I ran despair through
my hair
and swallowed the condemnation
Nomad in shadowed mountains
I barter with the
monsters
for pain and sustenance
I came to comprehend
the fading
I worship at the altar
of unbecoming
Verdant is the shape
of lonely
I tend my garden
of rock and bone
alone
and verdant are the green hearts I would leave if I could…but alas, on wrong device.
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Lmao 💞👏
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hehe
nighty night ❤
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Good morning silly
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I can’t wait to find out in a few hours with all the other normal people 😀
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Lol. Cheers mate 💕
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Aww Cheers, right back at you!
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Gorgeous poetry from my dear friend Olde Punk
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thank you my friend
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Oh my.
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🙏
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❤ ❤
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😊💕
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OldePunk/RamJet Poetry
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