I was going to post some silly disclaimer about how my poetry lately has been dark but I’m not really that dark and please forgive me for being dark and I promise I’ll post something not dark soon….but no. This is what it is and that’s all it needs to be. No disrespect intended to anyone. Thanks for reading, you beautiful, sexy, emo-fiend, you.

It’s been so long since we’ve felt this alive
That silent, veiled girl,
I’ve set her aside
To open the cage on my pacing rage
to feed that beast that craves to slay

So f/ck all this inspirational poetry
When you hand me a notebook
I need to bleed
A bottle of wine, a pack of French cigarettes
Just let the tears dry between my breasts

Until that beast
needs to rest

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