The Timers

by Sharlene Alba 2 years ago in love poems

Poetry

The Timers

Tick tock

out of luck

brittle

from words to skin

I am what I am

and I'm as breakable as you

Tick tock

out of love

blind

from eyes to thoughts

I sing what you sing

and its a broken record

Tick tock

out of gravity

balance

from me to you

I see what you see

stars without oxygen

Tick tock

out of sin

wrong

from left to right

I taste what you taste

time is no longer here

Tick tock

out of lies

hurting

from words to beats

you are who you are

depths of my young tongue

Tick tock

out of tears

dangerous

from lighters to matches

we are who we are

trails to never follow

love poems
Sharlene Alba
Sharlene Alba
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Sharlene Alba

Full of raw and unfiltered fluid poems, short stories and prompts on love, sex, relationships and life. I also review haircare, skincare and other beauty products. Instagram: grungefirepoetry fleekonabudget Facebook: grungefirepoetry 

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