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Now honey listen, I am aware how desperately earnest this is all gonna be. But hey, a life without cringe is a life unlived. The past few weeks I've been up until the early hours, and in that time I've gone back to writing poems. It's a therapeutic process in some way, plus I feel they capture my feelings better than my venting threads (not that they're completely off the menu!).

As a child my earliest ever career ambition was to be a writer. Never would've guessed my only time putting my writing into the public eye would be poems mostly talking about my dead boyfriend on a suicide forum (pause for laughter?).

This thread is just gonna be a space for me to post my little ditties leading up to my CTB date. Hopefully someone out there likes some of them.

#1

He Lays Beneath a Cherry Tree

Upon my death
I wish to be
Embraced beneath
Our cherry tree
I wish to soothe
His wounded heart
For he is love
For he is Art
 
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