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consumption

you taste like saltwater
and elevator music.
and i can't stomach one more fight.
i can't live with you.
can't get you out of my brain.
you have sucked me dry.
and still your lips beg for more.
squeezing blood from my split ends.
biting my lips and scraping out the fleshy bits that compose them.
dotting my greying skin with your fucking fingerprints.
turning violet, and yellow and black all over like roses wilting under my flesh.
breaking out the windows that were my eyes.
replacing them with mirrors so now all i see is you.
all.i.see.is.you.
and i will love you
even\
when i am nothing
but bleached bones
and silk.

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i will never get out.

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  • sinfull
    September 2

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    unusual metaphors

    This is an unusual poem with very interesting metaphors. I love this line...you taste like saltwater
    and elevator music... I find myself trying to taste what that would be.. I like this, nice pen!

  • Kakiki
    April 11
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    *Clap Clap*

    I really like this one.

    dotting my greying skin with your fucking fingerprints.
    turning violet, and yellow and black all over like roses wilting under my flesh.
    breaking out the windows that were my eyes.

    I love that part. the beginning obviously too me (and ARTISTICLY) refering to bruises.

    the first two lines were truly great. I really liked this

    Well done! Well done!


    • Haley-baby1
      April 13
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      thanks dear.
      i must admit, you were my inspiration girlie

      • Kakiki
        April 13
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        Well, i'm really glad i could inspire something so beautiful!