Choking on your poison air
Something to hush the symptoms
All the bonds begin to tear
Liquid gold and its wisdomBurns a distinct flavor
Rooms dimly lit and lone
All of it can't tame her
She's on to the unknown
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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...
At the bottom of your cabinet
Choking on your poison air
Something to hush the symptoms
All the bonds begin to tear
Liquid gold and its wisdomBurns a distinct flavor
Rooms dimly lit and lone
All of it can't tame her
She's on to the unknown