Kristy Rulebreaker Poems

I am afraid of it
I don't know what it is
All my life
in the chains I live
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Unwrap yourself
Don't break yourself
Don't create your barriers
Don't glue yourself to the bricks
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A singer with a weak voice
An athlete with clumsy legs
A poet with no sense of rime
A tailor with shaky hands
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They talk too much
But nothing they say
The noise they make
Is stopping my brain
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In every room you enter
Every bottle of wine dies
You open many doors
Only the yours you can not find
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The life is
sitting on the nails
Running over
devil's burning steps
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Stop spraying your soul
with the venom of sludge and shadow
Take your soul and put it slowly
on a tender scented pillow
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The wind has lost his mind
He is desperately howling
as if he knows my feelings
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Is there some poor guy
who wants to take my old days?
I am giving them for free today
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