poetic moan
i am alonewhat have i sownmy heart has flownreturn unknowni lost my owni hate to groani have to honemy heart of stonemy gun has blownwithout a tonemy wound has grownas hard as bone am i that prone to...
View Articleguilty pleasures
is it a crimeto play with rhymefor i will climbmy mind sublime with you a mimei will not chimefor with your timeim in my prime
View Articleindefinitivity
what do i live for?a senseless feeling of being senseless...a worthless feeling of being worthless...deprived time...completeness taken back...plucking guitar strings with your mind...thinking of...
View Articleyou only have some time to read this
torn by waking up and falling asleep... i walk alone with a sturdy jacket... protecting me from the cold... while catching the keen eyes of the interested people... i sit down and fire my last stick......
View Articlesilent revelry
i was just gonna whisper something... but you faced me... but who am i... to stop what the heavens has brought together... then they touched... and they were like fighting... slippery... they would...
View Articlelead me to osculation
your back...my chest...your shoulder...my hands...you hair...my nose...your ears...my lips...they touch...they feel...my wounds...they heal...i breathe...clean air...i smell...your hair....the...
View Article"you taught me not to"
emotions that burstquench my thirstwallowing desiresinduce my firesinevitable painwhat is to gainuninterrupted sleepim in too deepa bolus of alcoholsends me back to it allwake up with a questionstand...
View Articledescry in the darkness
share this night with a mighty fight with the darkest sky above...so hold me tight and not lose sight of the grandest scene of love...i may not seem what you have dreamed but i will be my best...from...
View Articleof emotions and logic and sensation
all emotions are the same...illogical...love, happiness, sadness, anger, hatred, joy, pride, etc.we do not classify them positive or negative...unless their effect is shown...all of them can reap a...
View Articlebearable lightness of being
and there was sense as the light invadesa touch of life with a thousand bladesthe rising sun and the warmth cascadesthe splitting pout and all memory fades i scream, i dream, and its all gonebut still,...
View Articleu turn
my lips are dryin yours they crycorrupt and liehow do i vieexpect the bestleave them the restlay on my chestenjoy our nestdivide the time that we are hereabove the rest, I'm yours my dearyou are my...
View Articlenon fiction
the blood i keep from rushing out has found its way by a thrusting pout sane and tight, i keep alight with all might, a thousand fright the blade preserved and sharpened by time was drawn and slashed...
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