emotional pins and needles

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
anti-love, satire,

Submitted: November 13, 2008

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out dam heart will my soul ne'er be clean

thrice, with this trusty dagger thrust

these lips that kiss now breathe

space space, but with distance how can one trust-

broken arrow splinters strike the mass

and yet the puppet show without the mast-

er. Room-mated to Queen Mab

granite granted three wishes have

the trickery runs through the vein

out dam heart will my soul ne'er be clean.

a thousand brush strokes-

yet words reeking provoke

the scent of fear the mind killer

such a relations waste

an never enough toothpaste.

frothing mouth " bubble bubble toil and trouble"

carve something wretched from the rubble.

If though in times three

why must it return again to me

second hand electric donkey bottom biter

Yet i am not hater

oh these drugs are quick and green

Out out dam heart will my soul ne'er be clean

Out out dam heart... will my soul... ne'er be clean.


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