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Give In.
A Poem by
NaeNaeContraption
I can be your greatest sin Your greatest midnight craving I can feel your breath rest upon my lip as the heat from your own pulls at my conscious..
Another Bottle, Another Bruise
A Poem by
NaeNaeContraption
Bottom of the Fall And This This Is Where You Have Landed Just Down Another Your Already At The Bottom Of The Bottle When All The Sanity You..
Transpicuous.
A Poem by
NaeNaeContraption
Oh My Sweetest Of All F*****g Fakes. I Must Applaud You, These Feverish Attempts To Break Ones Heart. The Day Will Come When Your Head Finaly Han..
The Month
A Poem by
NaeNaeContraption
December, Have you no remorse? Guilt and shame seep from my lungs, Icey pale flakes Blanket the ground and freeze the world. Not accepting reali..
The Wrong Words (Now in a Magazine!)
A Poem by
NaeNaeContraption
Almost cought myself wondering where you went Havent heard a word. Always wondered how you could do it Leave without making a sound Never Unders..
One Window
A Poem by
NaeNaeContraption
One Window is all I need: To shatter the glass and take my life. To spill my secrets on the world below. For stained air to infect my lungs. To ma..
The POrch
A Poem by
NaeNaeContraption
I believe in the unseen. The preoccupied boundaries. The long distant dreams. The heart beating to a break. The one thing we could never be. But,..
December
A Poem by
NaeNaeContraption
December creped in and creped loud. Letting the snow capture my screams. Freezing these tears in an icy lullaby. Taking away your life as it walked..
Just Because
A Poem by
NaeNaeContraption
Just Because I stand tall. Doesn’t mean I am strong. Doesn’t mea I am weak. Doesn’t mean I am proud. Just Because I walk. Doesn..
Your.
A Poem by
NaeNaeContraption
Your eyes are like A sleeping rose. Gorgeous and tender but empty and cold. Your touch is like fire. Deep and passionate, but angry and fierce. Yo..
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