ImpulseA Poem by Emily
1. here i am Wrecking my shoes
2. when id much rather be Wrecking you 1. i'm the type of person to Kill herself 2. just to See how it Feels 1. the perfume Smells nice 2. i wonder how it would Taste 3. Trickling as acid down my throat 1. Pour me a latte 2. Make the sugar a little sweeter 3. don't Forget the Bailey's 1. my resolve is globular 2. liquid strength 3. the decibels Hit my ears 4. it Explodes into mist 1. a will-o-wisp in the wind 2. any current will Do 3. i Think ill Try a new poison. © 2014 Emily |
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Added on February 24, 2014 Last Updated on February 24, 2014 Tags: numeric poem, numeric, odd grammar AuthorEmilyCAAboutHey, I'm Emily. I go to Los Angeles Valley College, and I write poetry and some short stories. In my free time, I draw, play video games, and play with my dogs Zeke and Roscoe. Zeke is a Great Dane/Bo.. more..Writing
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