#drunkpoem - Hello Poetry

I feel weak. I feel sleepy. I feel sad. I feel this tightness in my chest. Im shaking.. why did I do this to myself. I can hear my heart beating faster and faster. I don’t deserve this. I feel dumb. I feel sore. Im tired Im tired of everything.. we’re right back to where we started..

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Oct 29, 2021

Oct 29, 2021 at 1:53 PM UTC

pixamydev2

Drowsy

I feel weak. I feel sleepy. I feel sad. I feel this tightness in my chest. Im shaking.. why did I do this to myself. I can hear my heart beating faster and faster. I don’t deserve this. I feel dumb. I feel sore. Im tired Im tired of everything.. we’re right back to where we started..

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Tonight I'm... Wearing my mom's red lipstick, Getting all tangled up in cords Thinking about how... Your lover can turn you into magic While I can only turn you into words Thought together we... Could be more than just electric. But did you know when we met, the angels all sang in accord?

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Jul 1, 2016

Jul 1, 2016 at 11:56 AM UTC

ang_lakambini

Probabilityᅳ n; a word not to take too lightly

Tonight I'm... Wearing my mom's red lipstick, Getting all tangled up in cords Thinking about how... Your lover can turn you into magic While I can only turn you into words Thought together we... Could be more than just electric. But did you know when we met, the angels all sang in accord?

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Benumbed I lie on the floor Staring ferociously on the ceiling Flecks of sunlight playing their Daedelian games. Wish I were one of them Leaking into the rooms of strangers: Lonely, catladies, family kitchens, new-born baby nurseries. I would be welcomed everywhere. Not likely now, not likely ever.

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Nov 13, 2017

Nov 13, 2017 at 8:16 AM UTC

tuturututoo

Envying the sun

Benumbed I lie on the floor Staring ferociously on the ceiling Flecks of sunlight playing their Daedelian games. Wish I were one of them Leaking into the rooms of strangers: Lonely, catladies, family kitchens, new-born baby nurseries. I would be welcomed everywhere. Not likely now, not likely ever.

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