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#refrigerator
**** is green My eyes are red I can't decide between The refrigerator or bed
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Nov 17, 2018
Nov 17, 2018 at 2:59 PM UTC
The Only Thing **** Is A Gateway To Is The Fridge
That brand spanking new refrigerator, didn’t matter at all The home it was housed in however was a palace to bask in Stand it upright hop from the bed Crawl in aloft put a soft blue blanket on top sit back, watch as it captures all your thoughts
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Jul 16, 2018
Jul 16, 2018 at 3:50 PM UTC
Blue Blanket on Vertical Fridge Box
Roses are sometimes red, Violets are ******* violet, not blue Poems **** when they rhyme Refrigerator
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Jun 9, 2018
Jun 9, 2018 at 9:00 PM UTC
An Untitled Poem
You stand in the corner of the room, light radiating off of your silver body. Your head is held up high so you can face the light bulb that hangs by your side. She smirks at me, knowing you will never shine at me the way you shine for her. But let me tell you something. You brighten up my world more than that hideous light bulb brightens up yours. you have a special glow, and every time you open up, it makes me shine within as well. you're filled with sweetness, sugar-coating my fabric. you’re always there for comfort, providing words of reassurance. but one day, your heart will shatter as you watch that light bulb die out. and as the light fades away, you'll fall apart, shards of ice spilling out of you. and when that happens, give your heart to me. i'll hold it close to mine, hugging the parts back together as zippers enclose our hearts- the intricate design of complicated love. but until then, with all my problems held inside, with my heart torn and worn from being unheld, i’ll be waiting for the day to call you mine.
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Jan 31, 2016
Jan 31, 2016 at 4:03 AM UTC
A Letter from a Backpack to a Refrigerator
Myths They were not statues and now you see what they see looking back at you Man Her tongue, was so sharp dissevers men from their ****** kisses them goodnight! Our blind date went well Next time leave my mask at home, and her eyes attached. Scratched, stained, double locked. Basement corner, light bulb off. Refrigerator. Won't let him hurt you. I promise, now go and hide, Daddy is coming... I don't remember, I keep having these blackouts. Sorry I hurt you. Movie Make-out Point, moonlight... Turn their car radio on, leave my hook behind. 50 ft. Woman, dreams of a fifty foot world. Curse my two left feet. Empty, shiny man His axe hacks you limb from limb You hear a heartbeat Wound too tight, tied down Whisper lies, impale your skull What is a real boy? "Last person on earth, dif'rent faces in mirror." - Frankenstein's Monster Miscellaneous appeared as a zit it grew, no concern for it it spoke! holy **** Lamprey fingertips Coarse hair on infected tongue Lotus seed ****** My beast sounds like love, vanity to a monster, hero to a ghost. from Horrors Grotesque, the existential monster fears little carpals.
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Aug 7, 2015
Aug 7, 2015 at 4:29 PM UTC
Monster Haiku
Haikus are easy But sometimes they don't make sense Refrigerator
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May 15, 2015
May 15, 2015 at 11:44 AM UTC
Haiku
Haiku's don't make sense But people seem to like them Refrigerator
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May 1, 2015
May 1, 2015 at 4:02 AM UTC
huh?
It is. Out the back door into the woods. Running free to live with its own cold kind. Love it? Then let it go. I love you but I wouldn't let you go. Oh absolutely, I couldn't.
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Mar 10, 2015
Mar 10, 2015 at 9:33 PM UTC
Is your refrigerator running?