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 May 2017 jg
The Revolutionist
"I undressed you with my lips
my tongue was a blanket that covered your insecurities, your flaws and your fears, your naked body look beautiful behind a camera and the whole world laughed, I convinced you that you were everything to me, only to watch you crash and burn...."
 May 2017 jg
Bottled Thoughts
she thought
that there was more
for her, he's just a bad decision
a blurry vision, alcoholic
but a drunken night in frolic
she will leave
her number still
shoot another gin and sin
chase it down with
stranger lips, lying
to herself she's over him
 May 2017 jg
Gidgette
I saw the world as it is,
cried my soul away
Wrapped my skin in shadows
a gift, unto the night
Sunset is my dress
The moon holds what remains of my
soul
Falling stars and dew drops
few shimmers gone
unseen
The only silence found,
in the song of falling rain
Sunset colours caress me,
night, my stage
Whispers in the gloaming
from sweet cicadas
And still, I see the world
cry my soul to the moon
This is the first poem I've been able to post on days due to a technical glitch.
Thank you for fixing it Eliot!
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