OutA Poem by Rebekah Smith
Condensation on the windows
Feels like I've been chasing smoke This whole place is full of bimbos Foolish girls who have no hope The floor is sticking to their plimsolls And most of 'em are sniffing coke There's condensation on the windows And everything in me just broke Get me out Get me out of this life Get me out Get me out of these lights Bullshit conversation You cannot break the ice Just GET ME OUT Get me out of here tonight. You see their bodies in the bathroom Sucking in and padding up We're all enclosed and no one has room Like coffee grains crammed in a cup It starts to spin, will fade to black soon You need to button that shirt up You see their bodies in the bathroom And half of them are throwing up Get me out Get me out of this life Get me out Get me out of these lights I don't want to fit in Seen what that life is like Just GET ME OUT Get me out of here tonight. It makes no goddamned sense Abandon this pretence We are incredible Shiny souls within us all And it's indelible We echo nature's call I close my eyes I feel the signs We're on the edge We're going to fall We're on the edge Step back or tumble There are hands touching my waist My body burns I'm about to flip this place These men don't learn So I'll spin round, I'll slap your face I don't care what you earn There are hands touching my f****n waist Who do I destroy first? © 2017 Rebekah SmithReviews
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3 Reviews Added on April 21, 2017 Last Updated on April 21, 2017 AuthorRebekah SmithBristol, South-West, United KingdomAboutThis is an extrememly hard box to fill, so my idle mind will leave it to your creative one. more..Writing
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