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hunny Aug 2015
plush lips
soft as can be
taste like candy
baby pink
kiss me again
hunny Aug 2015
sick to my stomach
the world turns and i hit the whitewashed wall
brush it aside
put on a smile and face death
hunny Aug 2015
ruby red
dreams last
until morning
your heart shaped scar isn't hiding today
pop a
cherry into your little mouth
and be real as can be
for today
hunny Aug 2015
i slowly pull
the moon
out...of the sky
from one murky depth
to another

then (I hang on) to the stars
and (gently fall)
with them

the rush in my stomach
ever-present
yet I'm cal
m
hunny Aug 2015
these plants
won't water themselves
green

i am blocked out
by you
they don't love me
I don't love you

love triangle?
not this time.
hate.

the grass grows
around me

as you stomp it
down

they follow suit
  Aug 2015 hunny
PelicanDeath
he eats an orange
every night
before going
to bed

early morning
fades into
the stagnant
ache of summer
he waits

the pitted reflection
of the kitchen window
parts like skin
along the edge
of his knife
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