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- Column: the dirtier the sound, the best I breathe. at allpoetry
I’ve got a few reviews, recent finds, new loves and things to share. - like a stone thrown through the glass at allpoetry
I blew the whistle
;the metal pressed against my ivory teeth - mine ♥ at allpoetry
my spot. =] - [ ] at allpoetry
blue-gray condensation
- truth be told at allpoetry
you are a blood born pathogen
- a million little pieces at allpoetry
listen
- untitled at allpoetry
I’ve found a place between panes
of broken glass where dust particles - to build a home at allpoetry
she will cradle in her arms
a caramel colored angel ; - happily never after at allpoetry
in the night, I dreamed
of you leaving - feed the sun at allpoetry
I step tentatively into
your unfamiliar waters - foreigner, companion at allpoetry
phosphorescence ignites the air
and I breathe tendrils - reserving. at allpoetry
Let's see if I can write you something good. =] - torn fringe at allpoetry
chapter e.
- outside at allpoetry
when my body’s broken
and the light - erotic potatoes at allpoetry
I wonder a lot
about love - shine at allpoetry
speckled ceiling matter
stares down on my frame - [saving my spot] at allpoetry
I will write something.
- black plastic at allpoetry
[God, I listen]
- green light at allpoetry
in seek of heat
and purity need - [saved spot] at allpoetry
Just claiming a space.
I HAVE to write something good for this. - stranger, friend at allpoetry
I am
a wasted oasis - love doesn't live here anymore at allpoetry
at half past nine
we walked to where - poster of a girl at allpoetry
she is the artwork that refuses to fade
or turn a shade lighter than - what I have and what I ache for at allpoetry
I will convulse
twist and fade - strangling the breeze. at allpoetry
my momentary muse
has been massacred. - sweet home at allpoetry
the talent of street cars
are blazing and zooming - even fairy tale characters will be jealous at allpoetry
your voice carries across
an empty atmosphere - happy birthday at allpoetry
paper planes and passing cars
strike me as odd - you're not very pretty. at allpoetry
and here we are…
- say anything else at allpoetry
my shoes are well acquainted
with my eyes every time - wishbone at allpoetry
my fingers loop through
another strangers rough grip - [Not a Poem] at allpoetry
Girl’s Names.
- [ ] at allpoetry
it is dull here and my stamina - demon days at allpoetry
my skin is filleted down to the delicate bone - childhood. (for contest) at allpoetry
You took my mother and my innocence, but you will never take me.
