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kiddoo
kiddoo
Kidd or lo - they/them - xv / wow okay, everyone is super professional! But I'm not, hope you all enjoy my very bad written poems.
We're just forgotten names under the people you may know tab, and now I know, that it was never enough. now you know, I was never enough.
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Jul 1, 2015
Jul 1, 2015 at 3:30 AM UTC
people you may know
We make peace with closed fists and sing poems to our children about war; “It only happens once in a while.” We spray everything red and cry in our hands, we crush our heads in our palms. Shake tambourines for spare change, and claw at untuned unfinished guitars. Daylight fades, and darkness stumbles in, alcohol on its breath, a mix only sailors and their widows drink. It’s harassing someone for a **** or a fight, because it longs to be touched and feel it, to shed some ****** fluid and feel drained of the pressure of desperation.
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Jun 13, 2015
Jun 13, 2015 at 2:00 AM UTC
"Americana."
I can play cards. La sexualidad sera discutida por las mentes mas brillantes del mundo haber que hacen…
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Jun 13, 2015
Jun 13, 2015 at 1:45 AM UTC
I can play cards
I really only want to taste you, And only you, I want your lips against mine, I want your hands around my neck, You're making my head a mess, And all I want is a ******* taste of your lips, And the feel of your skin against my fingertips, Your smile isn't the most tempting thing about you.
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Jun 13, 2015
Jun 13, 2015 at 1:44 AM UTC
taste
Just **** this. **** THIS.
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Jun 10, 2015
Jun 10, 2015 at 1:06 PM UTC
Being Let Down Yet Again.
Love me with the lights on.
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Jun 7, 2015
Jun 7, 2015 at 7:16 PM UTC
Untitled
**BECAUSE. THIS ENTIRE TIME I HAVE BEEN LOOKING FOR WAYS TO TELL YOU THAT I AM NOT OKAY WITHOUT YOU HERE. BUT GOD, IT ALWAYS COMES OUT LIKE "I'M FINE".**
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Jun 7, 2015
Jun 7, 2015 at 12:09 PM UTC
"fine"
we were nothing but, you were loud and tall, I was small and quiet. you made me little, with your kisses, with your lies. you were loud and tall, just hidden all along, you once told me, "when someone tells me they have a crush on me, I'll develop feelings for," I told you two months before we dated, we stayed together for nine months, nine months where you pretended to be little, I pretended to be tall, we were nothing but.
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Jun 7, 2015
Jun 7, 2015 at 2:44 AM UTC
little