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 Jun 2018 Erin Kelly
cait-cait
you want to stick it in me ,,

break me
                open
                         so that i leak .

it's boiling hot,
and
you wield a blade
that does not
cut skin .  

but still i bleed ,
and pick each scab .

i will **** you before you ever see me
open ,
          spread,

beg for me.
this is a really ****** poem but it’s how I feel, I hate ***.
 Sep 2016 Erin Kelly
Poetic T
Insanity
                               Is
Leaving
                                                      The
            Latch
Swigging

                                                               ­          Inside
           Your


Minds
                                                         Door.....
I am going insane.
Oh wait, I already am.
I see the demons already,
I see the floods.
At least I don't see,
crimson blood.
 Sep 2016 Erin Kelly
KZ
There was no magic,
nothing.

All he wished for was a spark, some light.
nothing.

He looked at his reflection,
nothing.

He looked up,
nothing.

Down,
nothing.

But little did he know that behind him,
there was,
something.

There always was.

//KZ.M
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