Striking in her beauty.
Every eye is drawn to her.
Pretty, petite, but bitter to the core.
She made friends easily.
We were friends once,
before she picked me out of the crowd and decided
I had to go.
The effect she had on me was slow.
A few crushed up roots in my tea
caused me to vomit and miss the show.
Where she took my place
using her looks to hide her poisonous abilities.
Some homemade cupcakes
with cut up leaves baked in,
lead to seizures that landed me in the hospital,
and no one to take my date to the prom.
Her touch now irritates my skin,
sapping away my life bit by bit
until there is nothing left.
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Author:
M.E.M. (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Ran across this poem today that I apparently made 3/17/21. No idea who “she” is. In March 2021, I was in college at SFASU. Was taking ENGL 3359: Intermediate Poetry Workshop so this could have come from that class. I just have no recollection of ever writing it. Anyway, hope y’all enjoy it as much as I did upon rediscovering it😄
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Comments2
This reminds me of the movie the Black Swan nicely written and very dark
So no point in advice relating to contact with police, medical arrangements and so on... which is a relief... sometimes I feel I'm a little too task oriented and should just lay back and enjoy the show....
Oh yeah, I have no idea what it’s inspired by, but it’s not based on real life.
Releif!
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