Biography of Kate Breeze
Warning: Poetry contained here-in is drab and quite frankly, not that good. Some written while intoxicated. Others, unfortunately not. Proceed with caution.
Surgeon General's Warning: Giving shit scores without a comment on why aggravates author to no end, and can cause long strings of expletives from said author towards anonymity and cowardice.
Kate Breeze Poems
Sweet Sweet Self-Loathing
Damn me. Why? I never should have... Stopped
She Said On The Phone
My mom said that I think you walk on water. She told your mom this one day.
If I did something stupid, Would you forgive me? If I ran away today,
Dark, murky, Shit infested Mind boggling Swamp Brain.
'She just needs the right guy' No, hun you dont. And I think that's what I like best, About you.
Different But The Same?
Caught between two plains of existence: Chaos. Function.
In your eyes I'll always be Too much and
Nude Tripping Up Staircase #101
Hell on Earth, Heaven in Hell. Confusion, Con-fus-ion,
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Reason and logic; Doomed components Of a Borderline Life Borderline Existence.
Jar Jar Is by FAR The worst Star Wars character
Nude Tripping Up Staircase #26.5
Lick my wounds with a Sandpaper tongue Morphine? Shooting through My veins
Conversation Translated To Shitty Poetry...
'I feel psychotically fun' 'I'm ready for anything you have in mind' 'I have way too much on my mind tonight. A fence, a camera and lots of nudity.
Shaking In My Chucks
Emo kid. Ha! A little AFI never hurt
Partially Clothed, Falling Down Staircas...
Spike my punch with arsenic Turn table rattle snakes Sing a special song for me Put a barcode on my arm