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Alex PB


Notice of absence from Alex PB
Writin' more and more poems is my job,
I shall write when Shakespeare is back.

I am a vessel of turmoil emotions,

Ecstatic and sad from all this pressure,

Higher than ever but bed yearns for more warmth,

Turning the heat on won't fix a cold soul,

Bite into my skin, let me feel your pain,

Only break then is when you fall asleep,

Kiss your back like a flowing river,

Face blurry but you're the one I dream of,

The sun asked me out I had to reject it,

Warmth like that can't do me no good,

What if I fall asleep and dream someone different?

I prefer the cooler moon with less ambition,

Like 13 I'm on a new mission,

Explore what's out there in this system,

I am open book you are still reading,

We are normal people, we are both healing.

  • Author: APB (Pseudonym) (Online Online)
  • Published: October 13th, 2026 17:00
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 1


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