it drips from my lips
like nectar from a fruit
it flows from my lips
like water from a stream
these words that I want to give
everything I have to say
but then it falls from my mouth
like blood from my wounds
I spit it out for it tastes bad
like a rotten apple
I vomit all the words
that my body can no longer hold
for the only is so much
I can handle inside of me
before I break
before I spill all my guts
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soul
Poetrymany people say eyes are window to the soul , but so are words. this are short and simple poems expressing emotions from the soul. from love to hate to happiness and sadness, confusion and calmness. Anything and everything is what these poems are ab...
