Poems 7

• Her Last DropHer last drop She hurts and they laugh, They play like shes their craft, A dot of pain is enough, When it drips into an overfilled cup, A heart that finally stopped, She has now dripped her last drop.
  Mar 15th 2022 (09:28)
• Albino trees
  Feb 1st 2022 (11:04)
• Locked with the key
  Jan 25th 2022 (15:09)
• One last breath+18
  Jan 6th 2022 (01:04)
• DEATH AND LIFE
  Dec 13th 2021 (12:33)
• The Panic of a lost heart+18
  Dec 12th 2021 (20:23)
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