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too many nights of sleeplessness how long will it last until i gather all my fears and put them in the past my mind must think of cottonballs and fluffy fluffy fur smooth skin, soft hair, moist eyes i can only think of her the beautiful form of the goddess standing before me laying down upon the bed eyes closed dreaming gleefully silently resting wrapped in my arms lightly stirring softly colored glazed eyes waken she starts purring...
Dreamful Restlessness
enamored by her beauty my eyes close but still i see if not perfect not far from it if i were to ask her would she reply in my favor her countenance very kind all which resides in my mind something keeps me restless though i don't find it to be fell yet keeping me from drifting i feel far away from hell the beast of which my outside shows but heart through pen and paper flows a woman of your eminence declared by me a goddess hence for always in my heart will be a space there held solely by thee
FORBIDDEN ORBS
sullen thoughts...drooping head swollen eyes...been leash-lead bad car crash...boyfriend killed why so sad...she should be thrilled constantly beaten and always taunted tormented until she nearly vomited all this pain caused for just one thing her beautiful eyes... a prize for a king now hidden enamored orbs... no one more would see sought by many yet the sorry souls did flee believing her a goddess... so high above their stature young, poor, and lonely... but none in face could match her a bright smile or sweet hullo would fail to lift her head always walking step by step and heart filled sick with dread getting soaked and chilled to the bone... rain is pouring down children frolicking, laughing, content... puts her mouth in an upturned frown
FORBIDDEN ORBS (continued)Living in misery till the last of her days All the goings on, since his death, seem a haze Off in a trance, never to be broken No caress on her face and no kind word spoken Suicide the only map to her mind maze Burned on her own stake, a consuming blaze Prominent scars, touched by her tears Nothing will ever erase her fears Oh, so cathartic melting of clocks Yet no amount of time will free her from that box On one side, razor blades and pills galore It gave her the creeps, the latter choice a whore Those blue spheres making any man cry To see the pain incessantly shown in her eye After using her cheaply for his need Outraged by his own cold heart and greed Line on the mirror, some mens payment for the bed Lonesome, even silent are the voices in her head Non one can understand, so none can comfort Ever-failing are the many who try to ease her hurt
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The beautiful of word the beautiful of thought beautiful of face and those who have naught Those forbidden realms lurking deep inside the mind which the ever so demanding world pokes and prods for them to bind Not available to be expressed with no words fully content touch of the soft angel skin feelings to heaven bent Making the depressed smile non-existant should be regret pessimistic things to be tears gone none more to let hand of guidance empty shoulder here to help..i'll be no bolder hearts of stone now melted warm in saintly days to be reborn open your doors so all may see urge lonely ones to let souls free
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raindrops dancing on a pool of neon light and the fate of future is not so wholly bright the hand of the child grips ever so tight clutching in fear to enter the realm of night simple passing pleasures do not get attention the nature of things change with intervention one main thing the wise fail to mention taking in of these solemn things eases tension
and people's mistaking lust for love..... a little graphic..watch out!
TEMPTEDpursed luscious lips leave me wanting more lucid dream, pants lying disheveled on the floor tounge lapping extasy, tool throbs incessantly surely promiscuous, but kisses unlike a whore drowning in the pools of blue tinted eyes my lustful thoughts waver, so harder she tries gripping the beast, hunger won't cease juices wish to flow between heated thighs a curious finger to peruse the warm cave overjoyed inside at the tremors she gave dripping with sweat, thinking not of regret working her 'til there's nothing to save lying exhausted and making no sound i'm not nearly done yet, we'll go another round too numb to be sore, and still wanting more we're going to fuck 'til we're dead in the ground
False Hopes
You never appreciate something until it's gone The old setting sun, the first light of dawn Slipped like sand Right through my hands While the lucky man below Held an ever so beckoning bowl Life, interminal pain As it heals once again Is this all just in my head I'm surely not better off dead Love lost is better than never But must the losing last forever Being selfish with what i never had Losing it makes me all the more sad The lonely man sees things that really are'nt there Mistaking love, where there was only care My naivete has crumbled on top of me As my false hopes drift painfully away......