I wish literature was all mine
I love it
like an illiterate fucktard
loves a burning star of a women
drowning in her shadow
watching other men
watch her
try to hold her
some get slapped in the face
but some
some spend a night
days
buy her coffe
pave her roads
and in turn
rubb off some of her
plenty star dust
and I get nothing
but her ashes.
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