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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Other · #1105045
My relationships
Our Love

I would
Feel so used,
almost dirty even
Just from your touch.

Waiting until I am
Vulnerable,
Teeth sink into
My throat.
I want to
Hurt more.
I am to
Hurt more.

You hit, you scream,
You point the finger,
At me.
But I never falter,
Never will.

Intense lovemaking
Always after the
Storm.
As if this,
Can make it
All better.

Feel so used,
So lonely,
So depressed.

Because I am
Obsessed,
And in love with
The fallen.

My dream,
His reality,
A memory
of what we could
never have.





He would haunt every girls dream,
from only what he shows.
I know, but he doesn't.
Time and time again,
I've lost all breath, and thoughts
just from looking upon you.
You and I could be so perfect,
your dark whore of a goddesss,
everything and nothing.

Why can you never see,
past false beauty and
all the catholic cunts.
I'm rights here, whispering in your ear,
drunk but never faltering.
I'm bleeding for you,
(But you turn away)
So many chances,
but both confused of such feelings.
Moonlit shadows across the room,
underneth blood red sheets.

Maybe you'll refuse,
maybe not,
but we made jealousy,
catastrophe.
My sadistic, sexy musician,
play so beautifully for me,
and take me away from all this,
this life, this shit.
Just keep playing love,
and I'll be yours forever



True Love; Evolution vrs. Creation

I look inside myself to find the truth.
And I can't feel you.You touch, but it feels so cold.
though I love your eyes I know there's more.
Deep inside, I cry, because I'm lying to both you and I.
I'm sorry to say goodbye, but it tugs at my very soul, to let go.
Innocence is good to keep alive, and you don't need the hate that I feed,
It hurts becasue I know, that we aren't Right,
though it's something very special, Always know,
it's not your fault, but I just need some time,
to find my Internal Rhyme. It seems to be out of sync...
Even as these words come to life, I feel the tightness
in my throat, softly leave me.
I feel so much lighter, actually looking at it.
I hope you'll understand, that I
Truly loved you, and never meant you harm.
Only good things for you and your family.
I hope you find what you're looking for,
I see it in your eyes, feel it when
You look at me. You want me to save you,
But I must save myself first.
I need a treat, perhaps a simple good sleep.
It's gotta all go, out the door, down the street
I don't care where, just away from me.
Let these people feed, off their chronic need.
Like hungry sick animals feasting on a carcass,
that fell behind, too weak to survive in nature.
Sometimes we must let nature take its course,
but I'm not letting myself fall behind.
I am a strong, proud, Eagle,
soaring above, Watching as they try to catch
such a beautiful creature, keep it as their own.
I understand, that I must use the wind draft,
and keep flying up.
Higher, higher, higher, until I become the
Peaceful Dove.
Water and Earth coming to bring me higher,
I am home.
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