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Vicster
20/Cisgender Female/USA Peruvian | 20 | one shitty poem at a time
i painted you in florescent colors while you rotted my insides
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Jul 17, 2020
Jul 17, 2020 at 7:46 AM UTC
little shrimp
my heart starts to stutter shape shifting into shaky shards of nervousness your words sing out to me softly and surely soaking the side of paper i write ****** poetry on influencing sonnets of pure sin carefully sultry and swift soon to be words of action
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Feb 18, 2019
Feb 18, 2019 at 8:24 PM UTC
S
I crave an obvious love Read my mind Know me better than me I crave an unrealistic love Complete my sentences before I think them Know my mood by the position of my hand I crave the other half of me Split down the middle Staring back at me
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Feb 16, 2019
Feb 16, 2019 at 12:57 AM UTC
You and I
tick to tick to tock to tock to reminisce to make it stop to hide my face to never race to the far away finish line tock to tock to tick to tick to make amends to make a fix to hold a grudge to never budge to let others take advantage tick to tock to tick to tock to have some fun to let things rock to youthful glows to always grow to always favor me
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Feb 12, 2019
Feb 12, 2019 at 11:08 PM UTC
clock work
When the moon strolls across the sky On the nights I can’t help but feel minute She’s always there Shining with the light the Sun has gifted her Or completely camouflaged into the abyss Not to be seen but felt For several days she does what many of us wish to do Disappear into nothingness Even celestial bodies feel shame The moon brings a sense of comfort nothing else can A sense of familiarity The all-seeing eye of a heavenly mother She watches, understands, and attempts to reach me Her light struggling to illuminate the darkest corner of a room She’s lost the ability to talk eons ago She has seduced the greatest of writers and enamored the saddest of humans I look at her and can’t help but think that I owe her my life but She lacks your tranquil crooked smile Your soft amber eyes The words that melt off your tongue like butter Lips that shush demons away You’ve outshone her You’re the eclipse I’ve been waiting for
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Feb 12, 2019
Feb 12, 2019 at 10:55 PM UTC
Eclipse
I miss you every second I’m away from you My heart can’t help but fill up with envy For the people who get to rejoice in your presence Every second of every day Passerbyers who get a second glance Of your beautiful golden locks twirling around with every step you take I start to envy inanimate objects That serve your every need Napkins that wipe your bottom lip from the stickiness of lipstick Mirrors that reflect every one of your perfect stances The water that hydrates and gives you life I obsess over you maybe too much Maybe I just have too much time to think But even in my busiest moments Your image replays in my mind again and again You’re a flash flood that takes ownership of everything it touches
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Feb 11, 2019
Feb 11, 2019 at 3:34 PM UTC
You
although i left, i think my cup is still half full and not half empty half full because you complete me full because i’ll see you again not empty because i’m glad i got to experience you although i miss your full naked body on mine and the empty plastic cups on your bedside rack
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Feb 11, 2019
Feb 11, 2019 at 3:05 PM UTC
half and half
Sometimes I sit down and think, “Is this all there is to life?” Compartmentalize my feelings of sadness, joy, and excitement into boxes Some of which stack higher than others and tumble down into subcategories Times I was sad because of my period, because of school, because of ---- Other times I stand up and I don’t think, “I am completely satisfied with life.” Because I am not I look at cracked paint on walls and study the paths the minuscule crevices decided to take So easily permanent and there My head has established a tyranny of overthinking and anxiety that boxes with itself Left, right, no left, up, maybe down, sideways, maybe Too much to think and my brain can’t seem to understand there is still time to think No decision has to be made about anything ever just yet not yet maybe I understand time casts an infinite shadow It forever runs out even though it’s nowhere near the finish line It’s always running out Always leaving me breathless
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Feb 11, 2019
Feb 11, 2019 at 3:02 PM UTC
time