Poems from Pansyish
I am a broken record.
I keep playing the same song over and over and over and over again.
Trying to get it right.
I am a broken record.
I...
Gum is words and brain cells stick to the roof of your mouth yet all you blow is a bubble.
Take control be more subtle.
Be that house wife...
I want to make you my mirror,
Because I smudge my mirror every time I touch it,
Trying to reach through,
And I never want to see my...
Beauty forgave the beast for his aggressive tendencies because of validation.
If it’s any consolation
He loved her.
And she loved him,
Like...