05.14
This poem was inspired by a Lookbook.nu look from Olivia L, her alleged age, and Kings of Leon’s “17″.
Kings of Leon – 17
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Rumble, Labimpito. Rumble. by Jemar Souza
Desires transpire,
Her unreal attire -A romper.
Feel her fire,
Feel her fire.You lose yourself,
Within her eyes,
To findThe darkest parts
Of Robert’s mind.The darkest hearts,
Of the darkest kind,Take over yours.
Your soul is hers.She’s only —-
She’s only —-But carries herself
Like a queen.She’s only —-
She’s only —-Your rational
Is sickening.Rumble,
Rumble.Trouble,
Trouble.Black -
It seems,
Her favorite color.How much time will it take,
Till it’s safe
To love her?
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Previously: At Heaven’s Gate, My Uncle Lightweight
