Cute poetry
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Despite the rips in between the se… I can’t escape my bones, I can’t fight the dreams, So I wait but, I can’t manage to speak,
Flying out of the nest, At sixty mph, Four hours—without rest.
‘We’re the same’, Teetering on edges of lines, I ca… And you say again ‘we are the same… Conflating words, Of an honest one,
She melds into the rhythm, listening for a heartbeat, escaping into the fumes, her thoughts incomplete. She escaped through the cracks,
The language of love flowed freely… Through the rivers of our veins, During the summer we discovered ma… And razors edges. We used the torn corners,
Stumbling over words, Like a child stumbles over shoe la… Left undone. Every word I want to say, Left undone.
‘I’ am the lifeless infinite. ‘I’ am the sun, perforating throug… ‘I’ am a strawberry moon. But what is I?
under florescents, the cigarette butts are like confe… glittering the sidewalk, with anxiety.
The warmth of my tea, How lovely at six a.m. Oh! The little things.
I feel like I could vomit tears, But that wouldn’t suffice, For amount of years together, Exactly twice, I have no idea...
You never loved me, Only the taste of my name, As it lingered on your slithering… Falling out, dripping, With poisons of promises,
I’m not a side dish, I’m not a left—over, you can’t put me away, you can’t save me for later, as with all things,
No implications, Did I notice at the time, Only the key strokes.
“You’re trapped.” He explains, My body is bare, I’m losing time, And losing air.
Carefully and slowly, I unfold myself from inside, Dark and lowly, I swallow my pride, I let her out,
