Kyle Shield Laster Poems

We sit in ice-
Frozen in time like the flaking pictures
She showcases on the forgotten bookcases.
I crack and break on purpose
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Burning I have been- so long
That Hell is very pretty.
Never shall I dream again
Of God's angelic city.
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Gouge your big and pretty eyes;
Fry your cunning brain;
Slice and dice your charming tongue;
To feet will your blood rain.
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Caught up in your barbie dolls;
You had no eyes to spare.
I sat in mud and flamed my dog-
Just burning puppy hair.
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Born I was to homeliness.
Not ever a size four.
Content I am with chubbiness,
But can I not have more?
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You're sugar deep in all my ash,
But place no blame on me.
Never did your heart I stash.
My soul you'll never see.
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I kissed you.
Do you remember?
Our lips puckered in time.
Raindrops fell.
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Rags and things to clean the mess,
Dull pains below the belt.
That day for you was dreamy-
Filled with smiles you never felt.
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Sorrow is my confidant.
The only one to hear-
Every ounce of pain I've bled
And every falling tear.
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I never found that potion:
The one to wake and mend,
But I'm fine with just pretending
That I'm happy in the end.
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