sunni-grl - Hello Poetry

I put your number in my speed dial. I am not able to push send. I am sorry. Depression wins.

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Mar 5, 2021

Mar 5, 2021 at 9:59 AM UTC

sunni-grl

You

I put your number in my speed dial. I am not able to push send. I am sorry. Depression wins.

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I miss you... I feel the vibration of your voice on my neck as you whisper secret promises... brush your thick lips on my shoulder... inhaling my scent... leaving a perfect wet kiss on my lips... your playful brown eyes pleading deep into mine... mesmerizing me... taking my hand, leading me to the bedroom...

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Nov 17, 2020

Nov 17, 2020 at 5:59 PM UTC

sunni-grl

Missing You

I miss you... I feel the vibration of your voice on my neck as you whisper secret promises... brush your thick lips on my shoulder... inhaling my scent... leaving a perfect wet kiss on my lips... your playful brown eyes pleading deep into mine... mesmerizing me... taking my hand, leading me to the bedroom...

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Morning hues expose my timorous state. Desperation leads me to cover my face. Look close to see my vulnerability. Stand next to me, feel my warmth seep from me. People steal my tenderness, my energy, my positivity. Leaving me naked and nugatory. I learned to hide the physical trace. Only I know the truth, feel the abuse. In the night agitation kicks in. No way to sleep, only to weep. Safely locked. Deep in my private thoughts. In the night I can be me. I reach for my secret sins. I need to feel free and no longer nugatory. Morning comes again. Time to cover my sins.

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Jul 29, 2018

Jul 29, 2018 at 9:04 PM UTC

sunni-grl

Nugatory

Morning hues expose my timorous state. Desperation leads me to cover my face. Look close to see my vulnerability. Stand next to me, feel my warmth seep from me. People steal my tenderness, my energy, my positivity. Leaving me naked and nugatory. I learned to hide the physical trace. Only I know the truth, feel the abuse. In the night agitation kicks in. No way to sleep, only to weep. Safely locked. Deep in my private thoughts. In the night I can be me. I reach for my secret sins. I need to feel free and no longer nugatory. Morning comes again. Time to cover my sins.

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I feel Numb Sick, Unwell I feel Wretched Rage, upset I feel Unnerved Inconsolable, Disturbed I feel Used Heartbroken, Verboten I feel Dead Gone, Sad Forgotten

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Jul 12, 2018

Jul 12, 2018 at 7:55 AM UTC

sunni-grl

Dangerous

I feel Numb Sick, Unwell I feel Wretched Rage, upset I feel Unnerved Inconsolable, Disturbed I feel Used Heartbroken, Verboten I feel Dead Gone, Sad Forgotten

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