I spy with my little eye,

something in the sky.

By Tennessee GarbagePublished about a year ago • 1 min read

Photo by Dallas Reedy on Unsplash

A cloud of your face

reminds me I'm not alone

even though I am.

Free Verse sad poetry love poems

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Tennessee Garbage

Howdy! There is relatable stuff here- dark and twisty and some sentimental garbage. "Don't forget to tip your waitresses" Hi, I am your waitress, let me serve you with more content. Hope you enjoy! :)

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R. B. Boothabout a year ago
This was a fun little turn

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