ugh sorry for the underwhelming posts but i didn't have inspo. pls comment, i desperately need friends :) also, tomorrow will be more sad I PROMISE!! don't cancel me <3
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a hopeless
vendetta
a woefully
ill repute
salon
filled with the
worst kind of
people
who are
at the same time
the best kind of
people
because they
know what
loyalty is
they know to
stick to your
tribe
and to avenge
the fallen
always in argument
until you step inside
you don't
belong here
they all know that
at once
like bloodhounds
sniffing the air
vultures
circling carrion
they watch you
like a lion
watches a
gazelle
just before the
kill
and you hold your
head up
high
because
you need them
and if you act
like you do not
belong
then you
never will
the murmurs
run through the
crowd like
tremors
in the ground
shoulders
shaking
as tears fall
you step
towards
the middle table still
crowded
with people
though some part
like dark curtains
to let you inside
their circle
he sits in a chair
lazy posture
lounging with
diamonds
pinned onto his
lapels
"i didn't think you'd
take my offer
you seemed
smarter
than that"
"i have nothing
left
to lose"
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a patchwork quilt of maybes and almosts ✓
Poetry[poetry collection] ❛i'm a patchwork quilt of maybes and almosts. aren't we all?❜ !!Featured on the StoriesUndiscovered Poetic Marvels reading list!! #3 in poetry contest!!! #76 in poetry...what?! #63 in poem!
