poetry critical

online poetry workshop

dying poem

take the last bus home
you know i love you
why do you want to go
why don't you stay around
I'm numb
i'm dumb
my only desire is to love you
but you have to love
that takes you away
and i wish I could turn
into you
and die for you.
Your dreams are to die
but my reply
is a sigh

2 Feb 18

(define the words in this poem)

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