Only thing colder than me
are my eyes
Only thing finer than me
are the skies
From which I came
Just kidding I came from
Below
'Cause I sold my soul
For the gold
'Cause fame is the monster
and I'm the damsel
I'll eat you up
Like my name is Hannibal
I ain't no succubus
And I ain't no bitch
'Cause once your in
there's no getting out of it...
YOU ARE READING
Metaphors from Mars (Poetry)
PoetryMars: a symbol of conflict, desire, and passion Disclaimer: This "collection" is an archive of poetry and various ramblings from my teenage years. All poems were written between 2016-2024. Please enjoy the thoughts from last 8 years of my life.
