be careful;
before you know it,
your pudgy cheeks will be so sore
they'll feel ready to burst
and your little belly will
hurt so bad as
you become deprived of oxygen
until the tears start streaming down your slashed,
blood splattered and hollow cheeks,
sleeping into your vulnerable veins,
you will truly believe
that perhaps laughter is the best medicine.
© stitch_has_a_glitch 2018
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PoesieIn which a girl turns her late night thoughts into poems, unintentionally creating a pair of foolish lovers to rule the castle in her imagination. © 2019 stitch_has_a_glitch. All rights reserved.
