My Dear Poetry Poem by Paris Thulare
My Dear Poetry
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Dear poetry
Make me your servant, I want to die on your hands.
Make me listener, I want die dancing to your beats.
Make me your slave, I want die rhyming.
Make me please, so I die knowing my thirst is quenched
Sunday, January 26, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: addiction,poetry
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5/9/2024 8:04:54 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Dear poetry Make me your servant, I want to die on your hands. Beautiful poetic emoton. i smiled as i read your poem dear poet. thank u. t ony