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RE: Street Poets

in #poem7 years ago

I bring you flowers
but you say still
I bring my rest to you
but you say only
I bring my blood to you
but you say just
I bring my dream to you
but you say though
I bring my grief to you
but you said but
I bring my corpse to you
but you say almost. Trying with this one.