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A Poem by imp gonza

it was your fragrances enableing my will to move on the ripe apple of sin the velvet that lace your pandora box isolated emotions drop. slowly down this time peace this crystal ball indicates that your better off without me. speak softly but manipulate what i want to hear salt water Fertilize and blossoms into transparent tears these tragic mirrors reflect no image because your not near. just a weaken will to live hanging by a single fabric if bitterness

© 2010 imp gonza


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"it was your fragrances enableing my will to move on the ripe apple of sin the velvet that lace your pandora box isolated emotions drop" is a very, very good line. there's a lot happening in that line, and the flow of it works. well done.

Posted 14 Years Ago


I like this... you have vivid description of feelings and I like your style. The only thing I would suggest is break your poems into stanzas, because it makes it easier to read.

Posted 14 Years Ago


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imp gonza
imp gonza

pueblo, CO



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i like writing it takes me away from most bullshit life has to offer its like a drug. if you want to know more msg me at [email protected] more..

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uneven uneven

A Poem by imp gonza