patrick-sutphinWhisper

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Come To MeCome to me love, come to me. / Only for a little while that / We may hold in a warm embrace
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Oct 27, 2014
Death of a Gentlemanlaced with lovers lonely thoughts, / We prowl. / a handful of shadowed sinners
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Dec 19, 2012
Forbidden FruitShe lies / on white sheets against a white wall, / strawberry lips stealing
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Jun 2, 2012
CharredI hold you in my arms, your frail / frame twitching and turning in pain. / Open cuts consume your body,
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Jun 2, 2012
NightmaresIt’s been six years since / I killed her, but I still stir in the night / to the screams of searing flesh, still see
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Jun 2, 2012
Changing FaceI come from a town with no identity. / It had one, once, but I think it was / uprooted with Shales forest
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Jun 2, 2012
LostWhere am I going? / A concoction of darkness and fog / clouds the road ahead. My map
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Jun 2, 2012
Some womenSome women smile because they’re excited to see you. / Some women smile because they’re expected to. / I’ve been trained to see the difference.
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Jun 2, 2012
Still FramesTo understand the stories we tell, / we must experience them. / Smell the burning timber
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Jun 2, 2012
Desires of the FleshShe started this, locking eyes with mine / from across the bar, even if just for a moment. / She wants this. She wants me.
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Jun 2, 2012
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