Don't walk away & put your hands elsewhere,
other than my body,
the length of your dancing fingers swinging around my waist,
dig a little deeper in my pockets,
dive in to my retinas with your piercing glances,
&kiss the air with your cigarette-bursting mouth.
hold me closer,
fill these next few moments with wordless nothings,
fucking anything to make me believe this was true,
this could've been right,
&that i won't turn into a hot mess sooner or later.
yell at me,
pull my hair,
shake me until it burns,
until the words forming between my legs can feel it,
i'll come crawling back just to hear them screaming.
pucker, pucker pretty little sucker.
mister sticks & stones,
leave my clothes,
&never ever fuck her.
sign off my vaginal cavities as another void you couldn't dig your fingers into,
&i'll forget your eyes were anything other than motherfucking believable.
Author notes
Haha.
This was fun.
I have so much more inspiration when I'm angsty.
Playlist
Jamie All Over by: Mayday Parade
Lala Land by: Demi Lovato
Situations by: Escape The Fate
&the humming of computers from my workspace. 
Contest: Option 4.
A contest entry
- Muse of an Ember Sketch by PaintedParisPassion.
700 points, ended February 17, 48 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
They used to shine for us, but we were just too love-drunk to care that they weren't.
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haha, I still love this.
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HAHA OMG! I loved this! Made me laugh! Thank you oh so much for entering this one! Its definatly on the finalists list. Wooooooooot! I love the bitterness!
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holy shit! this is fucking unbelievable
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woot.
everybody i know is in a fuck you mood.
hell yeah
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You go, girl. (;
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