Best Chapstick Poems

I heard the radio say we won’t make it
the announcer was quite sure of it

I’m fearing the sound of sirens 
Welcoming the sound of detachment

From inside out
Outside in 
From last nights drink to tomorrow nights sin

Dead on time isn’t my usual agenda, but neither was...

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There was nothing left for me to do but put on chapstick so I rubbed the soft 
mush into my lips with my head facing every corner of the abandoned 
restaurant—full of people.  

I frowned. I frowned at the fighter, could never smile at...

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The feel on my lips 
cool, smooth, new 
In my light pink box they live 
small, long, cylindrical.

At school they live in my pocket
safe, secured, silent
In my red and white pencil case they reside
small, long, cylindrical. 

I was scared to talk in class
a swipe for...

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always in pocket 
lips get wind burnt just working 
gotta buy in stock...

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