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Momoir
Poems
Jan 2019
A Liars Rose (pt. 1)
A SINGLE yellow rose
tipped with pale burgundy
scented with the bitter sweet
from being plucked too young
STRONG PENETRATING THORNS
******, halcion, alcohol, tuinal
CRACK *******
A ****** sweats on the ragged black leather couch
sick, whining,
in the dismal grey vampire apartment
Something smells
Something is eerie
Something is wrong
Good! You're home with the outfits
there's a knock at the door
Good! the stuffs here
let's drown in the chemical reprieves
because,
Something smells
Something is eerie
Something is so wrong
The relief sets in fast and I can relax a bit
Hey, where'd the rose come from?
"IT'S FROM ME BABE, HAPPY VALENTINES!"
Something smells
Something is eerie
Something is desperately wrong
IT'S TIME FOR ME TO leave, I KNOW THAT I MUST go
Written by my mother, date unknown
#addiction
#drugs
#love
#overdose
#rose
#liar
#kim
#seguin
#momoir
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Momoir
22/F/Canada
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