cheyanne-lemons - Hello Poetry

I'd never ask you, Cause deep down I'm certain I know what you'd say... You'd say "I'm sorry Believe me I love you But not in that way..." And I hate To say I love you When it's so Hard for me And I hate To say I want you When you make it so clear You don't want me. I'd never ask you Cause deep down I'm certain I know what you'd say You'd say "I'm sorry Believe me I love you But not in that way..."

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Feb 23, 2015

Feb 23, 2015 at 6:49 PM UTC

Not In That Way

I'd never ask you, Cause deep down I'm certain I know what you'd say... You'd say "I'm sorry Believe me I love you But not in that way..." And I hate To say I love you When it's so Hard for me And I hate To say I want you When you make it so clear You don't want me. I'd never ask you Cause deep down I'm certain I know what you'd say You'd say "I'm sorry Believe me I love you But not in that way..."

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Hold you down. Tie you down. Handcuff you to our big bed. Slowly tear your clothes from your warm smooth body. Down to your bra and ******* Kiss you all over and lick some parts. Then I'll slowly start to unbutton my shirt and take off my pants, leaving me exposed. Slowly, is how I'm going to crawl on your body as I feel your wetness through your ******* and I start to rub my hard **** on the wet stain. I'll slip my hand under your back and unhook your bra and then slowly slip it off with my teeth. Then I'll rip your ******* off with my bare hands. When I see your nice sweet ***** I'll kiss it and then start to lick it. Squeezing your thighs and eating you out as you say my name in pleasure. Then I'll unlock the handcuffs and carry you and put you on top of me. I'll slowly start to slip my hard **** inside your tight ***** As you make your faces of pain and pleasure. As you go up and down on me, everytime I'll go in deeper and gain speed. I'll claw at your back as you're riding me and smack your *** As I'm playing with your **** you'll move your hair out of your face. Your sweat hitting my chest, mixing with mine, and me close to ******* I'll look into your eyes as I whisper I love you and you whisper it back. Me letting go will cause you to ****** and our bodies will shake in pleasure. You feel me *** hard inside your ***** You bend down to kiss me and I kiss you back softly.When we leave that room we know that we might have just made a baby...

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Feb 19, 2015

Feb 19, 2015 at 11:20 PM UTC

The Room

Hold you down. Tie you down. Handcuff you to our big bed. Slowly tear your clothes from your warm smooth body. Down to your bra and ******* Kiss you all over and lick some parts. Then I'll slowly start to unbutton my shirt and take off my pants, leaving me exposed. Slowly, is how I'm going to crawl on your body as I feel your wetness through your ******* and I start to rub my hard **** on the wet stain. I'll slip my hand under your back and unhook your bra and then slowly slip it off with my teeth. Then I'll rip your ******* off with my bare hands. When I see your nice sweet ***** I'll kiss it and then start to lick it. Squeezing your thighs and eating you out as you say my name in pleasure. Then I'll unlock the handcuffs and carry you and put you on top of me. I'll slowly start to slip my hard **** inside your tight ***** As you make your faces of pain and pleasure. As you go up and down on me, everytime I'll go in deeper and gain speed. I'll claw at your back as you're riding me and smack your *** As I'm playing with your **** you'll move your hair out of your face. Your sweat hitting my chest, mixing with mine, and me close to ******* I'll look into your eyes as I whisper I love you and you whisper it back. Me letting go will cause you to ****** and our bodies will shake in pleasure. You feel me *** hard inside your ***** You bend down to kiss me and I kiss you back softly.When we leave that room we know that we might have just made a baby...

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In his brain, the metallic sweetness of the blood ***** Because at night he strides on a tightrope. Balancing between insanity and reality. He takes pills cause they say it'll help his anatomy. The clean flick of a knife against a throat. He staggers and falls into the murky moat. Don't blame him. He's drowning in his own sorrow. They swallowed his hope for a better tomorrow. They locked him up in a casket. Tied a bow around it like a basket. But he's not six feet under. He's stuck here, starting to plunder. Don't blame him. He knows that his past is drenched in black. They told him he stabbed his mother in the back. He feels their blood dripping down his fingers. But still he can never remember what lingers. The men in the long white coats talk about trees, and cars, and trains, and boats. But all he can remember is the room that he's in. His vest held together by a chain and a pin. Don't blame him. He's hugging the padded walls. Dreaming of the day where his sanity calls. He's tired, he knows that his mind is already expired. Yet still every night, he strides on a tightrope as his essence is groped. Everyday he's on the verge of insanity and reality. He makes sure they don't change his anatomy. His white vest restrains him. It tends to drain him. Everyday he dreams in blood. But then again how could you blame him. They'll eat him alive before his life claims him. Don't Blame Him.

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Feb 17, 2015

Feb 17, 2015 at 1:01 PM UTC

Don't Blame Him.

In his brain, the metallic sweetness of the blood ***** Because at night he strides on a tightrope. Balancing between insanity and reality. He takes pills cause they say it'll help his anatomy. The clean flick of a knife against a throat. He staggers and falls into the murky moat. Don't blame him. He's drowning in his own sorrow. They swallowed his hope for a better tomorrow. They locked him up in a casket. Tied a bow around it like a basket. But he's not six feet under. He's stuck here, starting to plunder. Don't blame him. He knows that his past is drenched in black. They told him he stabbed his mother in the back. He feels their blood dripping down his fingers. But still he can never remember what lingers. The men in the long white coats talk about trees, and cars, and trains, and boats. But all he can remember is the room that he's in. His vest held together by a chain and a pin. Don't blame him. He's hugging the padded walls. Dreaming of the day where his sanity calls. He's tired, he knows that his mind is already expired. Yet still every night, he strides on a tightrope as his essence is groped. Everyday he's on the verge of insanity and reality. He makes sure they don't change his anatomy. His white vest restrains him. It tends to drain him. Everyday he dreams in blood. But then again how could you blame him. They'll eat him alive before his life claims him. Don't Blame Him.

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Omission She lies awake on her back Trying to remember when she lost her pack Sack, the memories into her face It ruins her temporary happy place Space, sometimes she feels she needs to be far Locks herself away into a tiny jar Mare, her skin it's bruised and scarred Help her soul it's broken and charred Barred, she bangs at her rusty cell Scared of rejection she endures the smell Sell, her heart to no one she won't Until the return of her body she lount Sewn't, the buttons to mend her heart But the razors bent and the scars ripped apart Dart, into the darkest pit of despair Help her cry cause she's mentally impaired Scared, she cuts her wrists for a reason Only person that cared was farther than next season Lesion, on her heart the trust and love Only gave her body when push came to shove Above, her demons trampled her A feeling in her chest much like stuffed fur Stir, the *** that makes her finish this life Just like bread its easily cut with a knife Strife, it all all ends with violent dissention She falls to the floor in mortal penitintion Attention, ladies and gentleman may I say a couple words All she ever wanted was to fly free like the birds Herds, of souls wandering in deep cognition Now you can see her body at the local mortician Omission

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Feb 15, 2015

Feb 15, 2015 at 8:36 PM UTC

Omission

Omission She lies awake on her back Trying to remember when she lost her pack Sack, the memories into her face It ruins her temporary happy place Space, sometimes she feels she needs to be far Locks herself away into a tiny jar Mare, her skin it's bruised and scarred Help her soul it's broken and charred Barred, she bangs at her rusty cell Scared of rejection she endures the smell Sell, her heart to no one she won't Until the return of her body she lount Sewn't, the buttons to mend her heart But the razors bent and the scars ripped apart Dart, into the darkest pit of despair Help her cry cause she's mentally impaired Scared, she cuts her wrists for a reason Only person that cared was farther than next season Lesion, on her heart the trust and love Only gave her body when push came to shove Above, her demons trampled her A feeling in her chest much like stuffed fur Stir, the *** that makes her finish this life Just like bread its easily cut with a knife Strife, it all all ends with violent dissention She falls to the floor in mortal penitintion Attention, ladies and gentleman may I say a couple words All she ever wanted was to fly free like the birds Herds, of souls wandering in deep cognition Now you can see her body at the local mortician Omission

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Everytime we close our eyes, Trying to remember our mother's lullabies Warm tears, sparkling like diamonds Running down our cheeks, hiding behind eyelids When we look in the mirror and all we see is hate There is no one to break our fall except fate We judge our eyes, ear, and...oh did I mention that nose is fake You people are fickle, you criticize until we break They say "God" created us all equal and that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, But how can you say that, you hypocrite, let that smolder Because while you sit on a throne of discrimination We scramble and hide to find our place in this nation He can't even go home to his family because of his ****** domain He loves his partner but his fathers inane She breaks her back at work everyday, does more than any man will ever do in a decade But still riding on her gender, her paycheck begins to fade And when you see us crawling, fighting with need You kick us down for the feeling of greed He tries to get a job and because of the complexion of his pigment, They don't hire him, nada, that's the end of this segment She walks down the street covered from head to toe, with only her eyes to show It's her beliefs but that doesn't make the ***** looks a lesser blow We fee; the hurt and the pain everyday. While you sit on your ***** in Tampa Bay And when we can't be accepted in society, We don't know any other way for prosperity So we find a way to numb the pain The drugs, the razor biting the skin, the *** with mysterious men Anything with a gain Please don't hurt us, please don't shut the door in our faces Because we always seem to wake up in stranger places Believe us, because this world should not be dog eat dog, it should be full of empathy Way past the point of poetic sympathy Break our bones, our courage, our love but inspite of it all We fight on so that we're with the ones we love on the day that we fall Drag us out and hang us like a beacon Because we are not the ones who should be beaten We are the kings of the world, no prejudice only love Because love is love even when push comes to shove Please enlighten us on how being different is bad And we promise you, despite the real truth, we won't be mad He's in love with his boyfriend. He asked him just last week to marry him Never to break his vows until they bury him She's a single mom of three kids, always making sure they have a good life But in spite of it her bosses always cut her down with a knife And he needs to pay for his wife's kemo Every night he's struggling to ask from people at his mother's Bingo. And when she walks down the street, she takes pride in what she believes Always wondering why the man in the window is angry at what he sees This is us in every way. We know you wish this was just friendly foreplay But we will bury you, smolder you with the ashes of our last exhumation Without you this world would have a better function Ok, maybe we're astray from the norm But who says we won't be the end of this petty storm Dose us with gasoline, light us a flame, Watch us burn at the stake like it's a game. But we'll shine so brightly you won't want to fuss Because, in the end, you'll finally see US.

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Feb 15, 2015

Feb 15, 2015 at 5:25 AM UTC

Ignorance

Everytime we close our eyes, Trying to remember our mother's lullabies Warm tears, sparkling like diamonds Running down our cheeks, hiding behind eyelids When we look in the mirror and all we see is hate There is no one to break our fall except fate We judge our eyes, ear, and...oh did I mention that nose is fake You people are fickle, you criticize until we break They say "God" created us all equal and that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, But how can you say that, you hypocrite, let that smolder Because while you sit on a throne of discrimination We scramble and hide to find our place in this nation He can't even go home to his family because of his ****** domain He loves his partner but his fathers inane She breaks her back at work everyday, does more than any man will ever do in a decade But still riding on her gender, her paycheck begins to fade And when you see us crawling, fighting with need You kick us down for the feeling of greed He tries to get a job and because of the complexion of his pigment, They don't hire him, nada, that's the end of this segment She walks down the street covered from head to toe, with only her eyes to show It's her beliefs but that doesn't make the ***** looks a lesser blow We fee; the hurt and the pain everyday. While you sit on your ***** in Tampa Bay And when we can't be accepted in society, We don't know any other way for prosperity So we find a way to numb the pain The drugs, the razor biting the skin, the *** with mysterious men Anything with a gain Please don't hurt us, please don't shut the door in our faces Because we always seem to wake up in stranger places Believe us, because this world should not be dog eat dog, it should be full of empathy Way past the point of poetic sympathy Break our bones, our courage, our love but inspite of it all We fight on so that we're with the ones we love on the day that we fall Drag us out and hang us like a beacon Because we are not the ones who should be beaten We are the kings of the world, no prejudice only love Because love is love even when push comes to shove Please enlighten us on how being different is bad And we promise you, despite the real truth, we won't be mad He's in love with his boyfriend. He asked him just last week to marry him Never to break his vows until they bury him She's a single mom of three kids, always making sure they have a good life But in spite of it her bosses always cut her down with a knife And he needs to pay for his wife's kemo Every night he's struggling to ask from people at his mother's Bingo. And when she walks down the street, she takes pride in what she believes Always wondering why the man in the window is angry at what he sees This is us in every way. We know you wish this was just friendly foreplay But we will bury you, smolder you with the ashes of our last exhumation Without you this world would have a better function Ok, maybe we're astray from the norm But who says we won't be the end of this petty storm Dose us with gasoline, light us a flame, Watch us burn at the stake like it's a game. But we'll shine so brightly you won't want to fuss Because, in the end, you'll finally see US.

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