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Impulse 7d
The hand in my pocket is holding together a broken heart.
My glued together grin is because I’m scared to break apart.
Tears fall right down to my feet because I feel you getting far.
My eyes are bright like the sun because you’re a shining brilliant star.
Impulse May 11
Watching other people think
That I belong to them.
Impulse May 3
We used to be glued together
But it seems the glue was too weak.
Impulse Apr 27
Hello, Home. My old friend.
I never wanted to see you again,
But in the back of mind
There’s a place and time
That belongs solely to you.
Impulse Apr 21
Do you really crave my silky skin?
Do you truly long for my caramel chest,
Or are you just trying to fill the cavity in yours?
Impulse Apr 11
I’ll take an eye for an eye
So that you at least have one to keep open at night.
Impulse Apr 3
Words spill deliciously, brimming with well-intentioned mistakes and suicidal laughter.
Lick them up like ice cream dripping down your chin, sugary sweet and oh so fake.
Particular parasitic phrases clinging to my skin that you thought of so quickly.
Take my flesh; ravish it with your sharp canines and torn nails.
Play me like your guitar, musically manipulate my mourning heart and make me feel you in between my legs because I feel nothing in my heart.
Get out your anger to morph my brain because anything you make me think is so much better than this.
Need some recommendations for improvement on this one. I try new styles on every poem, this style is tricky.
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