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- Love is Blind, Deaf & Dumb at allpoetry
Measure the limit of yourself in vials; like a capsule for the encapsulated. - Empathetic Shields at allpoetry
Grotesque masks of empathy, are only worn to stop the cold sweat from running rampant; - You're just dizzy from the fall. at allpoetry
It's almost trepidation the waiting; wanting - Column: Assertation File (a Stolen Idea) at allpoetry
This is me. In no particular Order. - Cavity Search at allpoetry
Have you ever grappled so hard for a truth - [ Abrasions traced on empathy ] at allpoetry
Abrasions traced on empathy outline contusions and ruptured vessels. - my second quickie of the day! at allpoetry
yes, i said it. - Hurry up, you'll miss your cue. at allpoetry
You weren't the type for tears but then, begging is only a performance - cus i haven' done a quickie in ages at allpoetry
oops, did that sound rude? - For Buster... R.I.P at allpoetry
Your tattered fur was left to tangle but caressed daily; an expression of the love we felt. - Frostbitten by fire at allpoetry
A corpse can warm your feet on the cold nights cramming toes in between the ribcage - [ Tongue stroking teeth were the inspiration ] at allpoetry
Tongue stroking teeth were the inspiration slowly horizontal lines stroked seductively. - A Night Within. at allpoetry
Preparations hung limp, lifeless before the excelaration; - [ Gorging on the cradle; ] at allpoetry
Gorging on the cradle; discarded the baby - [[IfIcouldtellyouIwould]] at allpoetry
Of all the consequences wrapped up by desire or the perfection we all dearly seek - The Placebo Effect. at allpoetry
Have you ever swallowed down - [ Do you melt in the middle ] at allpoetry
Do you melt in the middle like Belgian truffles... - Reserved at allpoetry
GIVE ME YOUR PROMPT BABY!!! - [ She waits, a gavel serving fate ] at allpoetry
She waits, a gavel serving fate to the many - one night in philly... at allpoetry
prompt: asphixia. - Cardiac a rest at allpoetry
Where was this waning heart of mine? Has the feeble organ faltered? - Capital letters && Metaphorical Big Tops. at allpoetry
"Well is seems to me..." was cut off, before the - It's the litter that defines the life. at allpoetry
She's presenting her life for little use on a page ripped from a scrapbook - Not meant, not for me. at allpoetry
I'll be brief. Speak in terms that - Cabin Fever at allpoetry
It is a secondary composition; / below the water line, / as uninvestigated as marine life. / Encaptured in subtle shades / of ungovernable will. / Perhaps your bouyancy / settled further from the bay / tha - Hearts The Colour Of Glass. at allpoetry
She spends days / breathing in windows / && apologies to sills / that never should have been used as seats. / Then counting each obscurity, / as she draws hearts / in the mist; / writing in - [ We were left ] at allpoetry
We were left / wanting to scream, / shout, fight, bite back; / retorts stuck in our throats / like so many hanging carcasses. / Despite protests, / of what should have been, / (&& undoubt - [ Perhaps the dignity of it all ] at allpoetry
Perhaps the dignity of it all / could be felt down, / like mutilated corpses in concrete. / (bound to be found out sooner or later!) / Because it's too cliche / to harvest it there; / dropping anchor on the t - Not A Happy Ending. at allpoetry
And then, / falling faster downward... / she breaks. / Becoming pieces of herself, / mingled with those belonging / to enemies && allies. / &nbs - Empty stomachs && Pages of numbers at allpoetry
You left me marking numbers / in that little black book / && trying to balance one column with the next. / It's controlled environments, / marked off in ribbons of digits / circling reflections & - Stick-on's && Eyeliner at allpoetry
I don't know why they call you sugar / you're more like artificial sweetener. / could it be the cotton candy in your chest / that you can't breathe past? / Or the syrup consistant lies / at the back of your sku - A Little Sorrow Goes A Long Way at allpoetry
I must apologize for the confusion / as your squeezing added inches / into pink && purple tutus; / watching clumsy pirouettes / through stained glass. / Reprimanding your broken ankles / && - Bedsteads && Carriages at allpoetry
Say farewell / to sleeping hours above your bedstead; / waking just in time / for the twilight / to close your eyes again. / Carriages of blue && white / carry you to destinations / seen just before childh - Reserved at allpoetry
Awaiting Prompt - [ - ] at allpoetry
- / Poloroid dream, / on blank screen flicks / between, with lines. / I sit and stare / thinking, where this / can fare in life. / Bound; memories
