isaiah-ross - Hello Poetry

Everyone saw her as a flower, but I saw the regret in her bubblegum smile. Aged whiskey seeped through the cracks of her lies and flooded the Chicago bay. Didn't anyone warn her? Eye shadow and pink lips can't alter chronic fatigue.

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Dec 1, 2014

Dec 1, 2014 at 9:05 PM UTC

Whisked Away

Everyone saw her as a flower, but I saw the regret in her bubblegum smile. Aged whiskey seeped through the cracks of her lies and flooded the Chicago bay. Didn't anyone warn her? Eye shadow and pink lips can't alter chronic fatigue.

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A slap in the face and a jab at a heart may weigh the same on the Richter scale, but, honey, you make treason look so **** enticing

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Nov 30, 2014

Nov 30, 2014 at 11:56 PM UTC

Hook, Line, and Sinker

A slap in the face and a jab at a heart may weigh the same on the Richter scale, but, honey, you make treason look so **** enticing

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Beep! Green eyes shimmering across the lake spark fires in the marshmallow girls. "Can you put extra cream in this?" Beep! Peppermint air so warm, but the snow can't melt away. "He seems colder today." Beep! The wetlands are drying, exposing more clay each day. "We lost him."

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Nov 30, 2014

Nov 30, 2014 at 9:23 PM UTC

heartthrob

Beep! Green eyes shimmering across the lake spark fires in the marshmallow girls. "Can you put extra cream in this?" Beep! Peppermint air so warm, but the snow can't melt away. "He seems colder today." Beep! The wetlands are drying, exposing more clay each day. "We lost him."

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