Twiggy C. Tubercio Poems

As the break lights slowly descend
And inevitably turn the corner
I go back to the realistic
I know those lights will come back
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Death dwindles behind
You turn your narrow shoulders
Your cold eyes are stone
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i dont want this to be a memory

emotionally cut the emotionally scarred
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Disgusting looks to the one you applauded
To whose opinions and ways you nodded
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On the curb
With the common scold
Ive got no one left
and my heart is cold
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the autocrat of racial slur
empowers itself through the fall of the bottomless cross
anti-Christ superstar in a whole new form
new sex falls and regurgitates her followers
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This giant
Government official
Stereotypically afraid of dogs
Short shorts
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swift in the veins of the streets
climbing the ladder towards your brain
towards your surrounding sanity
stalking you
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Hope until tomorrow,
And only then can we wish for better days
Hating everything about you,
But wishing you would stay
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I am just a clones off-breed
Sick of the popularity tourniquet
Unlike how you feed
I am getting sick of it
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