She's 5'2
with the wings of a pixie
[and the heart of a leopard]
Sand slips through her fingers
as she pains her soul
and suffocates ideas
turning rules into illusions
and dreams into fears
Playing the flute
locked into a titanium closet
Not all that cracked up to be.
having icicles for eyelashes
blowing bubbles
and wondering how long you'll be around for
The only glamour this sleeping beauty has;
is tattooed on her pre-made gravestone
Author notes
i was bored
sooo this was off the top of my head
like it?
Comments
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wow this is pretty good, my favorite is the second stanza.
Sand slips through her fingers
as she pains her soul
and suffocates ideas
turning rules into illusions
and dreams into fears
that part is genius to me.
GREAT JOB.
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Very pretty...
Good job.
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like it? I LOVED IT!!!!!!!!!
its a unique way to write and thats what I love about poetry
keep writing my friend
Stevie
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WOW!
Wow! I usually give a decent extent of commenting, but this takes barely any, it was errily beautiful and just took my breath away.....Beautiful....Keep up the unique style of writing you seem to have going, I like it a lot. Thanks for sharing.
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