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You know I'll fish you out of the ocean, Is that why you keep jumping on my watch? I wait for hours like a fool waiting for you to catch prey,
By Lakshita Singh5 years ago in Poets
I'm the bottle of whiskey that you sip through those nights, Emptying me out, Leaving me hollow inside. I'm the bottle of whiskey you leave on your doorstep every night,
Scribbled pages, Heightened rages, Confused mind, Soul's blind. I tried to hide,I tried to find, Satan is standing behind.
Mother, Mum, Ammi, Aai, madre, mami, MA, she has many names, many faces, many voices, many vices. Ma is only human who learned things from her ma and so on it goes.
_COFFEE SPILT BLOUSE_ (1/3) Grabbing my daily coffee from the café, Eyes dug in my phone, I bump your way, You looked so happy with the cookies you bought, at this coffee house,
_MOTHER_ (3/3) Across the road with your toddlers, Your smile bright with your honor, You take pride, Enjoy motherhood like it's your pride,
The moon is playing with my feelings. Tickling every little inch of my soul, Tonight it's making me feel a lil whole, Filling the tiny black hole.
You call me miss America but I'm covered in scars. Stars, reminds me of the start how I wished upon them from a far. Lying in the dark, wondering how I could leave a real mark on this world,
I am the words from a different draft, Lies folded like a deceitful swan being craft. I am adorned with jewels of cold, snowy memories,
