Look pure look...

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
I haven't posted anything in awhile so here's my return. I hope some of you like it, comment even :) As usual it's inspired by a person/feeling. Anxious, Panic, Stress, relive my past emotions...

Submitted: October 02, 2013

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Anxious

Panic
Stress

Relive my past emotions

Have another relapse

Cut me wide open again

Why not

Pull the strings puppet master

I will do a dance

I know your emotions by your movements

How could you allow me

To know you so well

Become the topic

Of another one of my poems

Why don't you

Preoccupy my thoughts

Stop it

Make focusing on my new partner hard

Pull the strings puppet master

Fucking look pure

You filthy whore

Tell me another lie

Pretend that I do not know

Your body betrays you

Look pure

You filthy whore

Pull the strings puppet master

Pull them nice and tight

Around my limbs

Pain is the name of the game

Why must you get a rise from me

Was 13 years not enough

Pull the strings puppet master

Look Pure

You filthy whore

How could you allow me to

Know you so well

Cut me wide open

Perform open heart surgery

Remove the section

That has your named engraved

It is an ugly blemish anyways

 


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