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my poem:
Good parents, bad choices
Dirty decisions prospered unwarranted experiences
Harsh consequences to my cold conditions
Living life on the street like my baby brother
Kissing strangers who offer to please my needs
On the quest for love i can’t receive
He tattoos his mistakes to remember the pain
She’s no living saint
Just an angel without her wings
A boy who loves too hard
A girl with impossible dreams
Dirty fingers to match her mind
She’s everything he doesn’t need
Boys Are Dogs 🐾 (my sad seductress dark poetry reading)
Red Pillars
As the winds picked up, I felt the blood in my body leave me. My blood starts to on its own to the five pillars that's were around me, The traveled up the stone work, and stopped on the markings on the pillars. As my blood formed the marks, they started to glow a bright red color that hurt my eyes to look at. So, I looked up into the sky one last time, but only to see the wind had created a funnel so tall and strong that I could see into space. I felt my eyes began to water with black spots in my vision, and all feeling leaving my body. I knew it was time, so I closed my eyes one last time, and breath my last breath.