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Sep 2014
hellos and how are yous
just menial things
in comparison to that look
i can see in your eyes
when you glance my way
its singing silently in that awful,
off-tune voice of yours
and its always made me
toss and turn inside with
nausea but now there's
feathers tickling me
making me laugh

my heart's an iceberg that sinks ships
and wrecks the ocean's currents
i am a brick wall you cannot scale
and my guards are strong enough
to shoot you down
but you've become something like ivy
climbing up within me and tearing me apart
brick by brick
to build a meadow of destruction
for us to lay in together
still not a love poem
CE Thompson
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CE Thompson  United States
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