the body

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  • tear the petals off of you, make you tell the truth // Hole

the body

My heart trembles in the last of my regrets
My soul is shattering with each fragile step
I want to ask what good this is for me
What do I get out of it? And is love really free?
Unsure of how to ask you I stand there by the door
Feeling each fear pass through me, each sullen dirty whore
Promiscuous and open wide my legs feel finally free
But the legs inside my head, they scream and split my head in three
I want to escape but I don't know from what
The blackness of my soul or my head that slowly rots

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Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

xdavidabramx’s Poems (44)

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the body 1
Snow Gutter 0
X's And O's 0
Movies 0
Head 0
Mind (Lines O) 1
Heart (Lines X) 0
Sucker/Snippe
t
0
Easter 2
Voodoo 0
Backseat 1
Dear Rita 0
Slender/Necki
ng
0
Medulla 2
Chocolate 0
Mirror 1
Fuck You 2
Moving 1
Utopia 1
Forgivenes 1
Daddy 4
Like You 1
Monster 1
No More 0
I Love You 2
Twist 0
Purple 2
Breathing 0
Hell 2
Heaven 1
The Shore 1
Aerial 0
Ecstatic Process 0
Tell Me A Lie 0
I Remember 2
All I Need 2
Happiness 1
Mine Are Open Wide (Alas De Par En Par) 1
That I Would Be Good 0
Her Name Was Kitty 2
Je Veux 0
Property Of [Reprise] 2
Property Of 1
I Deserve It 0