You took me stumbling to the elevator
Into my dorm, it was not even nine

I put on a movie
we kissed- hard

I laughed
you unbuttoned your blouse

I was below you
and I asked, "What should I do?"

You said, "Take your pants off."
so I did.

The ****** was on
and I was still laughing

Then it was happening
inside

I laughed during
I finished

I stood up, "You should go."
you left

On my comforter
you left your mark

Blood stains as big as my head
that bleach could not remove

I was drunk
you were sober

Was your first time,
"special?"

Go now to the second stair;
I've hidden many wonders there.
No gold or jewels or gems or cash.
But, rest assured, there is your share.

You'll perhaps think me brash,
When you happen 'pon my stash.
But, rest assured, there is your share,
So at the stair, go be abashed.

You'll find tufts of matted hair,
Clotted flesh, both dark and fair.
Now all these deaths are mine to claim.
But, rest assured, there is your share.

I cannot say it was my aim,
To turn the stair into a frame.
But, rest assured, there is your share,
So I'll not be taking all the fame.

So go now to the second stair,
First comes joy, then despair.
Past that: regret, then who knows?
But, rest assured, there is your share.

And just like the old saying goes,
I will admit, my blood-lust grows.
But, rest assured, there is your share,
So go to the stair and claim your throes.

Now go on to the second stair,
Fret no more; you've no right to care.
'Twas your goading put them there.
So, rest assured, you'll find your share.

Everything is sad
if you want it to be.
Life is sad.
Living is sad.
Feeling is sad.
Hearing,
hoping,
all that you seek.
Deep down you know
is already dead.
People are sad.
Our fate is sad.
But it is not set.
It's only true
if you believe in that.

Deep dark between those eyes that weep every night lies a tale never known, never heard by anyone.
I chatter as my wide smile fills the gap of sorrows.
I laugh , i laugh and laugh as if nothing could bother me.
I am your slave of agony every time you shed a tear.
I am nothing but a rose that lies between the piercing thorns, unwinding every thorn it pierces my skin, bleed i shall, because blood nor pain shall stop me from being the precious rose among the thorns.
I stand between the rival of your anger and ego.
I am the fire that burns your soul and water that cleanses your miseries.
I am the light that shades your fears and builds your strengths.
I am the the dome that you astray your secrets.
I am the demon that reignites the wicked of you. .
I am the brick that broke your walls.
I am the stranger that estranges your loneliness.  
I am the willingness to your foolishness.
I am the prisoner of your eternal love.
I am the prayer to all your unanswered happiness.
I am the forgotten.

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               *Nope,I got nothing