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 Mar 2016 Allie
Torin
inamorata
 Mar 2016 Allie
Torin
I was building walls through the middle of the sahara using only cardboard, scotch tape, and bulldozers, when I got bored and decided my time was better spent looking up flowers on the internet that I would never see firsthand

I realized then how I wanted to be someone to follow so I bought an ant farm at Miller's Corner Store, and set them free but not without first covering my whole body in honey and letting it seep through my skin to sweeten my heart

I put the queen in my left shirt pocket
 Mar 2016 Allie
Torin
I'm To Blame
 Mar 2016 Allie
Torin
I cross the street
Without looking both directions
And then I get upset
When I get run over
 Mar 2016 Allie
Jay
Practiced.
 Mar 2016 Allie
Jay
I think about your skin pressed against mine
and how I'm sure it would feel like an ******.
You wreak of *** and
I bet those lips taste of blood.
 Mar 2016 Allie
Jay
I Hope You Know
 Mar 2016 Allie
Jay
I still think about you all the time-
your perfect features and graceful soul.
Your absence and emptiness
leaves me full.
Concept: I stop quieting the bird in my heart. She is singing with joy and as she spreads her wings they unfurl from my back. We fly away together. We are both free.
 Mar 2016 Allie
kfaye
Untitled
 Mar 2016 Allie
kfaye
but remember
every hero is somebody else's scumbag
and if that were good enough. we'd be home
and yet
twisting me,
greedy-
bleeding like a baritone.

still,
beggars can't be choosers but killers can get you
if they want.
 Mar 2016 Allie
Torin
A Poet
 Mar 2016 Allie
Torin
I am a ****** up poet
A starving artist
A punk rock Elvis
Sometimes you just gotta go all out
Because your the king
Man
And you just can't help it

Van Gogh died poor
And alone
In a field that was his last expression
He died by his own hand
And it wasn't even raining
When it should have been

I don't even see myself when I look in a mirror
And you don't see what I see when you look at me
You see a smiling lover
Enjoying life though all the struggle
I live life as Pagliacci
A ****** up poet

I put on a great show
And I weep during intermission
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