Ana Podarevska Poems

i see you're lonely without your plate of moral behavior.
the preachers kept preaching, but the words just stopped reaching your ears.
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burn-out without any use in his life.
in a year or two, he'll be a burn-out
burnt out even more.
they see no questioning reflections in his eyes,
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headrush full of glutteral yells
steak knives find their way to my hands.
gripped so tight, my knuckles turn white.
i can't stop the stabbing until you take a bite.
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why wouldn't you use your sins to get what you want?
they'll either cower or come- often both.
it's better than a receding sanity.
with infected gums the bite is full of grime and teeth.
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faint smells of disintegration
overcame the lapse of judgement.
a craving for someone to make me believe i have them,
and always will.
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ingest your morals from the plate
feeding all the morons.
bad guy, good girl
black-white ideals.
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How can you look into her mind
And know just how to lie?
Leaving her bled and breathless,
Numb,
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nasal passages contract with the smallest contact high.
can you get by?
i have mine, but are we still alive?
drums in my ears make the smallest dots appear from the sky-
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my appetite won't sleep
it wants to give the hurt it gets.
crack open your ceramic head,
you'll wish that it was me instead.
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I want you to be the casualty I'll never remember again
I want our goodbye to be what you remember every day.
Just spill your regrets and I will spill mine,
We both know their meanings are pointless, you don't really care.
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