Whatever Walt Whitman said about grass
is suddenly lost on me
To imagine even the color brings on
such devastation
Longing for the same hue I once saw
in epiphany
I can no longer hope for the brilliance
of the shade you showed me.
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Death Threats ♡ poetry
PoetryThrough years of building secrets and multiple lives, I've collected all of this poetry. The first random person to actively support my online poetry ended up sending me death threats a few months after I began assembling my first collection. I bloc...
