missy harris Poems

Unravel me like a rose
pick me apart one by one
and utter your meaningless phrases
Tell me what I want to hear
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bleed it through
let it spill through my pores and down my skin
let it snarl at the composed
and tear at the throats of the reserved
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futuristically transfixed with the throw of a stone
I am a deep pool of water
cold to the touch
and you can never reach me
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