Poems about Animals
Every cycle of 365 days, I have cause to celebrate
I was hurrying, my mind tied up in lace, Saw the pale pink trace on the white.
But no, I never did shit anybody to make them feel like they weren’t shit to anybody
Roses are Red My shoes are blue you smell like pee your son do to your breathe hot like the sun you better run cause i got my gun and i a
She touches the cool surface, the reflection of her hand a shadow of herself
For the First Time The first time I had ever heard of anorexia I was eight years old,
An everyday stroll out stops at the doorstep. Fur, bones and a sweet soul Calls for the attention of any bystander
Dysphoria is like a black dog following me around, A bully or an animal waiting to knock me down,
He was first there in the spring when I took a jump. He watched my every move and kept me lined up.
Sleeps softly, no sound until poked or disturbed wakes vengeance for those