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Robert Guerrero Feb 2020
My words vacant
Abandoned dictionary
Lost muse
Cardinal directions reversed polarity
Abyss open before me
Dead end on every highway
Weight of mammoths
Burdening broken shoulders
Does anybody have a cigarette
Robert Guerrero Feb 2020
I find words choking my tongue
Puppeteer to my hands
Voices finally monotone
A sense of security
I've longed for
You'll never know
Neither will I for that matter
Exactly what it is you did to me
But its better then heroine
So thank you
its something about her that drives me to write, to say how i feel, its her words that drive me into limbo, every cell tells me i love her, but its complicated when you have a kid and dont know what to do, maybe i need a therapist, but im satisfied thinking im the only one that loves her this way, i just hope she never feels the way i do when she says "I Do"
Robert Guerrero Feb 2020
I still hit the ditch
Sold my soul to a *****
Cursed by a witch
Death now a comforting itch
Robert Guerrero Feb 2020
Im alone while holding safe hands
In an ocean of cannibals
Wishing they'd eat me
Instead of fattening me up
Robert Guerrero Feb 2020
I used to wrestle
On my trampoline
I used to fly
On my swing set
I used to skateboard
In my driveway
I used to ride bmx
When I finished fixing the neighbors
I used to be an artist
When I was too bored to read a book
I wasnt always a poet
Just happened to die one
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