Amidst the ticking clocks
That fight each other
With a tick, tick
Then a tock-tock
Amidst the darkened room
That let monsters in
It's too quiet
Here in this gloom
So I put on the melodies of my childhood
And I'm sucked into the world of a story
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i'm a fox, and hunters killed by my antics
maybe there's a drought and i'm dying
what if i'm in wonderland?
in love and romantic?
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The laptop says it's 12:41 AM
Is that late enough?
(I'm writing poems)
Maybe for them
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swiftly it's coming over me
screams so silent
dreaming wildly
am i finally free
i won't give in
i won't risk it
i wish i would
control my spin
and i can hear it in the silence.
YOU ARE READING
Puff
Poetry"i pretended they were pieces of ecstasy, but you didn't even look at me." Puff. Puff-puff. Poetry collection. This collection of poems is standalone from my music (or is it), and is purely poetry. English. Poetry. These poems tackle the different p...
