kristin brokaw Poems

It's just your average friday night.
everything is going just right.
a little visit here, a little visit there.
lots of laughs, lots of memories to share.
...

I'll promise you even if
you don't promise me.

we could go on like this forever
...

Stab the heart that holds the desire.
Cover it with gas and set it on fire.
When it starts to burn, and you begin to choke.
Take one last breath and go up in smoke.
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Drinking is repulsive
Drinking is bad
Drinking can be compulsive
Drinking makes me mad
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i'll loosen the connection
to follow in the right direction
i'll need no correction...
i'll do it to perfection
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we can talk til the world ends
we can bend it like beckham bends
we can lie and say we are friends
we can read all the emails he sends
...