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  Jun 2017 SR Millan
The Wanderer
My request and desire
Was for you to use my face as a seat
An insatiable hunger
Your southern lips
I wanted to eat

Tongue flat against your flower
Taking my ability to breathe away
I have given you the power

As things get more intense
I put my tongue inside
You pull my hair and push
My face you begin to ride

Your sweet nectar is flowing like a river
I can feel your thick juices
Running down the sides of my face
Pressing hard, you begin to quiver

Pleasure maxed, I push into you
Feeling your release
Brings me satisfaction too

When we are through
You taste yourself as you bite my lip
Into sated sleep we safely slip
  Jun 2017 SR Millan
Jacob
Do you spend nights wondering about the all things you could've been?
I barely know you and yet I did all the things I did
I settle in these thoughts, thinking I shouldn't have meddled in
But you gave me a call saying you regret letting me in
It's funny, you're not the only one with a past
You see a smile on my face, and all the green in my grass
Halos and wings is what you think I have
But what you see is an act, everything is a mask
Don't you ever tell me you're too broken for me
I got pieces of broken mirrors I'm never willing to see
I couldn't tell you this the other day, I know you wouldn't believe
But you're perfect for me, there's not a thing you need
But no matter what I tell you, I swear you never listen
All you say is I wouldn't get it
"You don't know me, just forget it"
I know you're brokenhearted with a lot of regrets
I know you've been trying to fix what came to be a mess
Trying to sew together of whatever is left
We're both just two emotional kids trying to feel something again
I wrote you a text but I never got the courage to hit send
It's hard to tell you that I've been through it too
I know when you're trying to be together but ending up breaking as two
You begin believing in someone so much you don't know what to do
To a point you're looking at a mirror, asking yourself, are you really you?
Your insecurities trying to find security
Start giving them a love you never really had like it's a piece of charity
I don't want to hear another promise, I just want you to have some clarity
I don't know where I was going with this. But to anyone who needed to hear this out, good luck.
  Jun 2017 SR Millan
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I hate you so much because I want you so bad
It's always a loosing battle trying to erase you from my head
You cause havoc that wrecks me, your finger tips shake my core
A passion so deep you have me begging for more
All I want is to get rid of you,
But you seep through every pore
Slowly drip drop to my brain
It's only when I imagine you with me that I feel somewhat sane
You're just a demon that I live with now
I hear your voice and feel your lips
Asleep or awake, I can't see past you
You cloud my eyes like an eclipse
I don't know what you did to me all those years ago
I'm struggling to move past you because you block my every road
Without you I'm unfinished and deprived
I'm in a manic-like condition
Having had a taste of you, I can say with confidence
You are the worst addiction.
I'm just a love addict - attracted to love that just lust's me
SR Millan Jun 2017
Food bank bread is the bread that we broke when we were broke.
Food bank bread is the bread that helped me make the decision not to have food bank babies.
SR Millan Jun 2017
Do you remember sitting on the driveway on a summer night and it's still radiating heat from the blazing sun of the day?

When the only words that left your lips were how excited you were to party, when your biggest worry was how to get a hold of cheap *****?  When there was no time to snooze, when you had nothing to loose but your innocents?

Those were the days when all we did was blaze. Sitting there in a marijuana haze.
2005 was a good year
SR Millan Jun 2017
Fool me once shame on you
Fool me twice shame on me
Fool me three times shame on me
Fool me four times I lay bloodied & broken
Lingering wounds from your harsh words and hard fists
Trying to get a grip
Wondering why the **** I'm still here
Your apology seems so soft and sincere
I guess I'll just stay here
Shame on me
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