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  • The Pretty Words

    The Pretty Words

    Time and attentionhas always beenand forever wason my side. Me and my love-soaked attention has always beena solitary event. I may be lostall becauseI haven’t felt your touchand stillI don’t mind the searchyou are the oneafter all this time. Quiet in your roomI can sit in herebeing in a placewhere I can withdrawalsafely in your…

  • Love’s Fatal Crush

    Love’s Fatal Crush

    The high of sippinggetting an eye fullthe sight of heris truly never enough,just one simple touch. Kiss meeach time I see herlove’s fatal crushmy masochistshe means more and morethe pain of missing herthank goodnessmy record has only begun8 hours since burning up. She’s the drug I’ve needed all alongher needlemy veinswere meant to beI swear…

  • A Lifetime.  It Seems So

    A Lifetime. It Seems So

    The world just seemsto be a prettier placewhen we’re herein love. We seem to singjust a little loudera little longerinside our thoughts. That is until,the strict machinerushes in and starts the control. I guesssome would saythe playful playof certain wordsmixed in withelectrical objectsfun takes ona whole new meaning. The girl and her corsetpulled tightly of…

  • Poetry Style

    Poetry Style

    If I recall correctly the painted skiesweren’t so complicatedto explain to my love. Doubt thou the stars are fireDoubt the sun doth moveDoubt truth to be a liar,but never doubt I love. I swear I sworewhen I whispered those exact wordsdeeply into her ear. Ms. Bell,the temperature codecraves inside of me,just tell me something in…

  • The Morning Battle Cry

    The Morning Battle Cry

    The day burns with loveI show her a new waywith certain words. To look at thosewho’ve had our attentionin our distant pasttake from themthe mattered pieces. From yesterday,and every daygoing forwardlearn to cherishboth sides of that attraction. To love and hatein equal measureI may be your poetpointing outhow I’m drawnto the narcissistsays more about methan…