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Cracks on the Stone
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Requiem for my own
White flowers and so as violets
Cup of coffee hot as brown
The mourns on the radio.
My chest is stitched
Extended through my abdomen
I’m pale my blood is sucked
But still I breath so warm.
My body is cold as winter
My soul is lost as the stars
I am deceased
But still I can sob.
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Joshua Vasquez Butawan. “Cracks on the Stone.” Atelier, Poezie.ro, https://poezie.ro/atelier/joshua-vasquez-butawan/poezie/139539/cracks-on-the-stoneComentarii (1)
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