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IPM Jan 2018
I bite off rotten apples
just to have a taste,
of all the the waste
shoved down my throat.
wordvango Dec 2017
She  
Stands for me!

Dressed up
All Pink and white
Glowing from tip to
Outspread reach

Hummingbird
Wings
Decorated

Both in sun in
Moon
A buzz

The chorus of nature
Majestic ingeniously
Being the freshest
Breath of
Spring

Of hope and
Beauty
Fair
Petrichor Dec 2017
Let me narrate you A STORY
it began with a girl
watching an apple closely.
Watching how the caterpillar
crawled it way,
eating all day.
She cut the apple in front of his face,
and watched him run away
(W H Y D I D'NT  H E S T A Y?)
but there is a twist in the story-
the apple was her heart,
while the caterpillar was him- gone.
The story ended with a ****** knife,
lying next to her long LOST smile.
Was I not good enough?//
Apple in my eye
I hope you're not into another guy
Life has made my eyes undry
But I'll be alright
Opinions take flight
This is not a safe time of night
Let's go somewhere safer
Too many scoundrels and vandals active in this spectrum.
Pencil Poet Nov 2017
‘Had an apple, ended up here?
Is this hell??
Can I now have more apples?’
?Asked Adam.
K Balachandran Nov 2017
Eating luscious forbidden apples in your garden,
was a pleasure not to be spoken in front of others.
I agreed in a silent conspiracy with you, nevertheless,
it remains an ache, in the tender muscles of my heart,
which I love to nurse with relish,whenever I get a chance
Katelyn Billat Nov 2017
I grabbed at my chest,
Wanting to rip out my lungs
as they suffocated my heart.

I originally thought you
poisoned my heart but
Maybe your
Apple pie
Maple syrup
Cinnamon
Fragrance
Corrupted my lungs and
Turned them evil.

They squeeze together and
Dis-form  themselves just to hurt
My heart.

I cant breath when I think of you,
No, not in a good way.
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