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Fuck Thinking Up a Title.
It's a lingering headache,
A slow burning fire.
The deepest wound left in me,
Incorrigible desire.
A sting in the pit of my gut-
It radiates down my fingertips.
And every time I shut my eyes,
It's there on the back of my lids.
A slow burning fire.
The deepest wound left in me,
Incorrigible desire.
A sting in the pit of my gut-
It radiates down my fingertips.
And every time I shut my eyes,
It's there on the back of my lids.
Published 19th Sep 2013
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Anonymous
19th Sep 2013 9:56pm
That is desire and pain mixed and well told, too.
I would title it 'mixed feelings'.....just sayin'
strider
I would title it 'mixed feelings'.....just sayin'
strider
20th Sep 2013 9:06pm
I like getting your insight! However... I will probably keep the title. The poem itself needs a bit of work though.
16th Jan 2014 3:31pm
I'm thinking the title fits perfectly Miss Kristyn. As far as the poem itself. You know what you're trying to say so I get you might want to edit. But the raw edges in this with the title is what makes it just right from where I sit. The conveyance is clear. Some feelings can't or shouldn't be polished. This shines already. JMHO. Felt ink Miss. Thank you.
