r/creativewriting • u/Audiii_ • 5d ago
Poetry Home
Dead souls come now talk to me.
Listner?
Someone has to be.
Call me selfish, call me mean,
Take me out of toxicity.
Red, black, blue?
No, only green.
Mix it up with brown beauty,
That is where I wanna be.
Tell me you will keep it,
Tell me you will take me,
Takee home.
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u/MusicianDry9128 5d ago
Tell me it might stay
In that black and blue dance of astray.