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 "WTC-91101".. I and II by Madelyn untitled anonymous Put It On Pause by Megan Diamondstein Immortal Times by Ronak Desai untitled by zekeil untitled by willy dintenfass (zeke) untitled by Steph submit a poem for next month's edition go to current edition  |
untitled by Steph We lie in this bed And let the worms crawl over us. Maggots infest our souls And the sheets have become cold. Lying in this bed With nothing more between us. The scraps of our lives Are bundled up. Wrapped away inside. All the death I embrace I am doomed by my regret. It was dark from the start And so it ends. We lie in this bed, The world crashes down around us And we don't blink an eye, We're so caught up in our deceit. |
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