Stacey Stevens Poems

Sex in the kitchen
Sex on the counter
Sex against the fridge
Sex in the sink
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Freedom…
Freedom…
What is freedom?
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Love or lust?
I cannot tell
For which I feel
For him I’ll never give my vows.
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Sitting here alone
Writing in dead silence
When suddenly my thoughts
Creep into my mind
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Imagination or a real creation
Imagination or a real creation

Monsters in the closet
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No heart to care
No brain to think
No eyes to see
No lungs to breathe
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Sitting in this cold empty cell,
Just waiting for bail,
With many to keep me company,
Without any being guilty,
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He loved me
He cared for me
He treated me right
He kept me close
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Life lows out my veins
Spills onto my skin
The razor opened me up
Took the life from my veins
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Who cares if I live or die?
What do you want with me?
Where are you taking me?
Why do I deserve this?
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