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Box Of Chocolates
Box of Chocolates
I have never gotten a heart-shaped box of chocolates
But if I did
I would love it
I would display it in my room
Love in a red ribbon and praline cream
Leave it on a shelf
Let it grow
To green speckled
Mold if
I got a box of chocolates
I would love them
Even though I couldn’t eat them
I can’t, I'm
Allergic to happiness
And healthiness
And true
Love
Nah, those are appearances
I’m just allergic to chocolates
But if I got a box of chocolates
I pick out the raspberry one
Seedy red slime covered in dark
The last in the box
When I played roulette
With candies
Hoping for Carmel and nuts
To serenade me
Bittersweet hitting
My tongue
So I’d spit out red seeds
See I watched Forest Gump
And maybe life is a box of chocolates
Maybe it’s just my luck
Maybe I got
The raspberry one
Maybe its just fruit filling
Dripping down my wrists
If I got a box of chocolates
It would bleed
Like the only hearts love’s
Ever given me have
Pulling pulsing muscles from my chest
Roughly the size of my fist
Right?
Like loves fist
In my cheek
No, my arms
No, my ribs
So no one
Can see
If I got a box of chocolates
I'd cry
Cry all tears other gifts have tried
To dry
Cause roses are thorny
And loves thorns are rosey
Cinnamon rolls, my favorite food
Love knows and pours icing
To cover up the iron
But if love gave me a heart-shaped box of chocolates
I would cry
Because love has never given me anything
Unless you count the flashbacks and the tremors
And the nightmares and the panic attacks
And the bruises and the scars
I guess I cried then too
Love gives me lots of tears
Saltwater drips
At least
If I got a box of chocolates
The tears would be sweet
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This piece is inspired by a joke my friends and I used to say all the time about how we got the raspberry chocolate in life. Running with that, I wrote a poem about my past abusive relationships and intertwined it with a box of chocolates.