It's Gory when you smile
There's flesh between your
Teeth
And when those red lips part
We all forget to breathe.
Our hearts are ripped apart
By the thoughts inside your
Head
You wish for only
One thing;
That we'd all
Fall
Dead.
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Short Thoughts.
PoetryAll those thoughts that end before their developed; all the potential stories that were cut short or simply ran out of meaning; all the words you wanted to say. Come here for inspiration, ideas, or just to fill the time. You are 221% allowed to take...
