K's under fingertips
Let me gaze upon
Your vicious lips
Tossing balls
Over dick's
Drive all night
down 66
Bates prepared a room
For me
Leave me alone with my misery
But leave the psychopath a key
I'm Showering through peepholes
Evil under street clothes
It's in you
But you don't notice
It
The ones who have
Take focusyn
Photosynthesis
Vicious cycles
Why recycle?
My disciples
Check his cold pulse
Don't have one iota
Imprint engraved on sofas
We're all getting older
But never closer
To the sky
Can I break my fast?
Or shall I wait
Till my body decides to die?
Vicious cycles
Vicious cycles
My empty friend crawls back
And in turn so do I
Religiously I roam and wander
Blow fumes
By the lady's eye
I don't want to be
Exemplified
By the ones
Who condemned me to die
My skin has sucked all my tears dry
strength lies in your defeat
When I cry
Kindly Layer my mask
Infections are my vaccine
But you don't notice
It
The ones who have
Take venlafaxine
Patterns
Vicious cycles
Why recycle?
Edging on a tightrope
Underneath a kaleidoscope
Take off the blindfold
And leap
We're all getting older
But never closer
To the sky
Can I break my fast?
Or shall I wait
Till my body decides to die?
Vicious cycles
Vicious cycles
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Fabergé eggs: A collection of poems by Alexander Hopper
PoesíaA collection of poems I wrote while I was at the lowest point of my life.
