Our pupils will dilate
on the comedown
the newest storm
inside our syringes
my pupils will dilate
And you will know I am high
Hidden behind my black glasses
Picture perfect and s-low...s n ow
I wear my gloves
So I cannot scratch to bleed
And so that you cannot see
The lines.
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Author:
KR (
Offline) - Published: January 15th, 2018 07:03
- Category: Sociopolitical
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Comments2
Great write
What makes it so?
That's is my opinion. I like the flow of the poem. I like the emotions in the poem. There are other things about the poem. That I can not explain
I really like the ambition in line 8, but I found it odd how you didn't keep consistency in how you communicated the feeling. The rythym is great. The comparison to self harm is provocative. This is a good piece.
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