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You're like thick air that doesn't fit my lungs.
You're like hair strands that clump together.
You're like pens that leak but never write.
You're like fish with one less rib that normal.
You're like a bellybutton filled with red shirt lint.
You're like a no-edged sword with a spoon on the end.
You're like splinters that bash rather than pierce.
You're like a new-coat sticker that peels off the finish.
You are so incredibly frustrating, that nothing
Less than a poem could say it.
You're like hair strands that clump together.
You're like pens that leak but never write.
You're like fish with one less rib that normal.
You're like a bellybutton filled with red shirt lint.
You're like a no-edged sword with a spoon on the end.
You're like splinters that bash rather than pierce.
You're like a new-coat sticker that peels off the finish.
You are so incredibly frustrating, that nothing
Less than a poem could say it.
A recent piece of poetry written as an attempt to focus solely on imagery. The last stanza was written as an afterthought to unify the piece.
© 2006 - 2024 SnotRag
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i like that you use imagry to describe something. but i think the last stanza gives it closure but in a wierd way.
but thats just me. what do i know
but thats just me. what do i know