I love you in theory but not practice
What drives this brash statement from my body?
Heart untouched like a prickly pear cactus
House built out of materials shoddy
Foundation was cracked before we started
You’re a worm living in my subconscious
I’d like to think my love has departed
After the storm I’m just being cautious
My self inflicted injury, my love
A nicotine patch for my addictions
Well, is there truly a god up above?
If you throw away all my convictions
Fake philosophy in your pretty mouth
Within myself I retreat deeper south
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Love and Fantasy
Poetrypoems written between classes, in notebooks, over lunches, and in the shower. ranging from emotional haikus to fictitious sonnets. are you looking for angst, fun, heartbreak, and an odd tangent about pigeons? read this then my dear fellow #1 in Pers...
