Victoria Gunn Poems

She is my 1 tru sista
not even blood
could be thicker
She gets on my last nerve
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Bitten by his love
He drank
Deep
Pierced my skin
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A thousand and one
Sorrys
Hang from trees
Hangman words lie
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I kissed him
And I kissed
Him pure
And true
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Glass soul
Smashed by his
Hammer
Watch
...

Go in my room
slam the door
put my headphones on
Ask my self what's everybody
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I want him in so many ways
I want to taste
his carmel skin
and his soft lips
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All the pieces
of me
are
shattered like
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It's winter in my heart
Umber snow falls
and melts from
my eyes
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