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09/18

by Ava Blu




i thought about having your eyes for breakfast,

but i didn't like the way your soul tasted;



i prefer it merely damaged

not pleading for a new life.







09/18/2005
Author's Note: weird.

Posted on 09/18/2005
Copyright © 2024 Ava Blu

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Melanie J Yarbrough on 09/19/05 at 03:35 AM

i like how you used eyes and soul interchangeably. and those last two lines killed me. i'm dead :)

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