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Cherry Cola
By Belle
Sick
The way that out of death
Comes life
I feel everything
from the winds blowing south
to your words
that riccochet off of my bones
and rattle around inside of me
you split my heart
and you took one half
all to yourself
how amazing of you
but I never cease to stop
murdering myself
line after line
following the street lights
down to your house
every precious rock
thrown through your windows
repeating the past
because the future means nothing
if you change for me-
grow magnificent wings
where your shoulder blades
should prominently be,
and with a glass of water
and a spoon full of sugar
we will waste our lives away
help the medicine spiral down
the truth
wouldn't be so hard to swallow
if it was inside of a pill
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Copyright 2004 Belle
Published on Monday, June 21, 2004.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Tuesday, June 22, 2004, Six-Out
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wrote:
I agree with all....this one left me speechless. I've been dragged through hell and spit out into the sky, feel like shit, yet so glad of it. Great write Belle.
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On Monday, June 21, 2004, Mute Serenade
(445) wrote:
i can't putit better than Glass, however, this is sensational... with the poems of yours i have read thus far you're endings are bombshells... incredible. -Mayor of Chump City
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On Monday, June 21, 2004, glasshouse
(548) wrote:
Holy piss... this was magnificant on a billion different levels. You grabbed my hands and pulled me along for this ride. All the way through its was consistant and beautiful. Great write. -Glass
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