a normal conversation,
lost, slowly turned away
for the best part
I dont have to ignore or say
it's subtle yet it's gone
it's wicked yet it is random love
but then I get suspicious
and then you get vicious
showers me with reasons
for the end of tomorrows
to spit me on the face
****** me with yesterdays
a normal bitterness
lost, slowly turned away
for the best part
most puppets play
but you know;
I am different

and satisfied for now with my departure
from your sinking ship
with no words
with no words now
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I shall not satisfy my hunger

As I curl into fetal position
on yet another deserted bed
darling
I can not touch you
I can not reach so far
You are safe now

So,
was I

But the child keens in the distance
for more than enough reasons
while you eat
out

I shall not satisfy my hunger.
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a mess to be adored, forever
a one and (l)on(e)ly endeavor
a starvin poet
you chose to eat
her ***** beauty
her fabulous deceit
the question of her that remains unanswered
the lust drippin from her fingers
.
no blood here miss
no blood here sir
poor demeanor
as the overload of
your fascination
is the breaker of her growth
.
her worth is hidden there
there there
who dares to care
a villain with impeccable flair
mental and compared
to the dreadful solitaire
chained into the streets of despair
a humble reserver of deviated stares
there there
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floatin in the air of innoncence
holdin on to kisses
that surpasses these shaded lips
oh in this daydream
in my corner of despair
she stands
loud as reasons
which I cannot remand
impossible to let go
the rushed night and shy goodbye
creepin home before the mornin light
esthetic eyes that devour
these invariable melancholic smiles
of mine
amorously disposed desire for
deceivin bedshaped moves
again, to put this body on fire  
charmed in shame
this au naturel attire
suitably awaitin ur tardly arrival
nice and slow
utterin words
for ur ears alone
"take me down, kiss me below"

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(...so
dont go now
stay a little longer
wait till it's stronger
dont let it drown
dont go now
pull it out of the water
I know the words are foolish
but it still needs you around
dont go now
hold it a little longer
let it move closer
whisper your desires
dont go
dont deny
...)

the existence
cause there is still passion
and bad/goodbyes
from you for you
to despise
In vain I tried
I try
stealing the nights
from an other
undercover
closed eyed ******
that has robbed me
love
is not blind
it is drunk and abandoned
abused with lies
longing to survive
blue and blur
without purpose
let the world
forgive the past
instead
In vain I try
I tried
to remain sober
but here they come
green eyes
broken smile
and there they go
green eyes
beautiful

I stumble al over
once again I
stay awake
maybe this sunrise
may care, may dry
the ***** drunken tears
which violate my disguise
don't go now
wait
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I am killing time,
on the waiting line.
I sit with nothing but,
the fire
is still burning.
I remember the ways you forgot
to be skinned alive
by lust, the hunger of
'why shouldn't I', and
why should I stay here?
When you feel differently,
need to be convinced.
When I am not enough.
Like, hardly anyone at all.

Who you are, who you've been
I caught a glimpse,
one gloomy night,
as we dragged our souls into the dark.
Just as you fell asleep.
Just as I turned you off.
I held on tightly to your heart
and beyond and above.
I placed myself under your skin,
so your fears would not, drag you away from me.
Cut you up entirely,
but I was.
I am full of holes.
Genuinely, you escaped right through me
and with the flaws,
pierced to the scenery,
I end up discovering
new empty spaces.
What might have been lost,
a heart or more.
I caught a glimpse of,
what now is to ignore,
a heart or more.

So I am killing time,
as you run away.
I've been told to wait silently.
You haven't got very far yet, so
I moved in and got close.
'Ain't got no time for shivers', you urged.
Wait silently,
'cause
as far as endings go
dearest,
the fire
is still burning.
As I unravel,
as I increase my torture,
I am not bothered.
As I hit the bottom,
as I play with dolls and corpses,
as the lips are upon the smile of another.
As I search through the ashes of our fire,
as I end up where I started.
'Cause I know who you are
and nothing is as good as you
are;
love.
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Though it feels like my veins are full of smoke and my heart is full of poems, I pretend that the next glass of wine will taste better than all the lies I've told.
That the morning rain has not come to drown me, and soaked, I pretend that there is more between us than just time, air, water and roads. But I know, I am disturbed.

I believe there is something I have lost.

So I walk along the streets at night time, 22 heartaches pass me by, and I play with my cigarette as I realize. I do not need to tell you why, my darkness is what makes me see your light. I change the subject because nothing seems to last well and rather slowly I walk away from your cell. I wish to hurry but I have no regrets. In all sincerity, I wish I was your silhouette. I wish I could...

... but you are not a wishing well.
I know, I can tell.

Its just 'cause...

I still care*
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