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aslan May 2018
and the wildflowers,
they kiss the sky
like the stars
kiss your cheeks
i don't know where this poetry is coming from
i haven't written in so long
and i have, like, no inspo
whatever
aslan May 2018
I’M SORRY I WASN’T GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU
i guess she's just so much ******* better, right?
aslan May 2018
YOU ACT LIKE YOU GIVE A **** BUT WE CAN ALL SEE RIGHT THROUGH YOU
i know better
aslan May 2018
can you make sense of me?

can you read me?

am i real?
--out of this world--
aslan May 2018
I was in the car

I looked out

and I saw the wildflowers

along the backdrop of speeding cars

and limestone walls
don't forget about me
aslan May 2018
He
slices
open
his
skin
and
out
come
the
wildflowers
in a poetically depressed mood??
aslan May 2018
my
skin
is
itching
to
become
a
canvas
once
more
shall
i
paint
it
silver
and
red?
****
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