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Find me a shore that is safe Where you can go and bathe Without loosing pieces Of yourself.

I see the corner of the room You are not there Instead there is a hollow The same old song Loneliness.

You look at me But see through me I guess my clock is ticking.

He had a soft voice He talked about moon and stars It was like love making I kept thinking of taking off his clothes Taking his dick in my..

I ran out of writings Back in my shell Counting the seconds When I will hear her nocturnal voice again.

Tock tock Hello Can you Can you I want to hear about her Can you talk me about the moon?

Tuck tuck tuck I hear it every day Tuck tuck tuck Like a car scratching And again Tuck tuck tuck Routine is killing me.

Poetry is my drug I go there like a devoted s**t I take a line And oh I fly But recently I am sober I can not find my drug dealer I search and I..

I knocked at your door You write beautiful poetry Can you inspire me meet her I do not write verses these days It does not rain on these barren la..