Kara Dawkins Poems

Sometimes I wonder
Whether it is better to die your lonesome death
Or live as though you've been dead a while,
While people gaze at you
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His arms wrap around her
His breath on her neck
She could feel the water vapour
Gradually clouding her judgement
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Rough yet smooth yet safe.
Clutching desperately for fear that it may fall
And swiftly slice through our skin;
Exposing our blood to the tiled floor.
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Gazing at the person
Standing through the glass,
Two dimensional yet three dimensional.
Imperfections and all.
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