Inside the minds who **** for fun.
No words left, my body feels numb.
Still I lay, my breath delays, I am his prey
And my fingers decay.
Nobody will find me nobody will dare
Inside his fists, are locks of my hair
The blood runs deep he feels the effects
Yes not just crazy, but more complex


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Looks are special.
Words are special.
But can words be twisted to feel like a devil?
Are looks and words even on the same level?
Avoiding tears that flow like a river
The truth is that love, could make a man shiver
A kiss, a lie, making the lips quiver
He was never a taker, only a giver.
Why does the body crave attention?
But shuts down and empties when your name is never mentioned.
I too have been there, I too have cried
I too have felt like my soul just...Died.
Gave up on him.
Gave up on her.
Just pick your poison which wine do you prefer?
After your drink it your vision starts to blurr, you start hearing voices and your words start to slurr.
The looks .
The words.
Your mind it stirs.
Hatred and love, opposites occur.
Ahh...