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AS (20 Nov.1950 / Yerevan, Armenia)


I'm waiting for soothing words
But they are unspoken
I wish I was following birds
But I'm grounded and broken
I'm through with love, even though
You can keep jerking me off
I'm sick and tired of the bullshit
We have to chew and even eat

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this poem tells so much but keeps more hidden keep writing