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scale
The scale today says 135 last week it said 125 Boo. I light it on fire. scaly thorns poke through the rough patches of my skin.
timid
Timmy was timid at the terrible twosomes troubling appearance One had a soccer ball the other a spike in his hand. Timmy the timid became timid when they approached, .
narrative
He choose the narrative as his own personal agenda weighed heavily on his mind, like acid rain in a thunder storm. A storm that had chosen a course that would head on and collide with his enormous ego. A storm that would not fit his narrative but bust it open and crack it wide open with holes that no one could fix.
national
Singing the national anthem this is my anthem this is my attraction my adoration for such a nation that the words escape me
dogmatic
His dogmatic persona eluded the authorities and let them know who was boss.
indecision
Indecision to call you never tasted so sweet listening to my heart beat in iambic pentameter picking up the phone.
silo
The silo filled of corn came tumbling down in the middle of September like an eerie reminder of a day gone lost in the sands of time and in the aftermath corndust filled our lungs. like an errie reminder
sundried
sun dried tomatoes lie out on the lawn. her dress lie on the bed. her lie lays on her lips like blood on the rose. and the sun dried tomatoes lie out on the lawn.
worthwhile
I make it worthwhile to give into your charms by sitting down on the sand on the beach writing in my journal sipping tea of blood and sugar bleeding wrist thinking of echos of the poems I have written they are repetitions of my past convictions.
peppers
green bell peppers littered my kitchen floor. seeds stuck in my teeth like chocolate pudding smashed to my lips. ruby red lipstick stains on my nose. leaving me wondering how this happened?
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