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Like bleak breeze, crashing through the vents
Vibrations of sound spewing out
Jagged edged white grout
Keep emptying weight on the world
Don't stop
Eventually it'll go pop
p e o p l e
o v e r e s t i m a t i n g
p o t e n t i al
Pop.
Bittersweet, the feeling
Choking on the tears falling behind my throat, reeling
into endless chains of mind numbing compression
Closed walls, lack of expression
Melodies tingle down my spine
Pouring out of our eyes, a molten wine
Disarray with notes of dismay
If only we had a price to pay
pay dime after dime to end this time after time
Poetry we write, pointless.
full of letters yet still wordless
long strings of characters woven together to leave something behind
Leave a mark, break through the mind.
Leave words unrhymed, leave seconds untimed
Don't know where to go with this sad radio
So I'll keep dialing it until the static stops
Bottle it up until you pop.
p e o p l e
o v e r l o o k i n g
p u r p o s e
Pop.
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Poetry
Poetry30 day poetry writing challenge but the catch is... I can't write, but if you're interested in reading bad poetry written by a teenager then be my guest. Some of it is really dark but I promise I'm not a serial killer! I just like writing dark poetr...
