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TreyOctober Feb 2018
In my storm, I lost you.
I so strongly despised
How one could look past this darkness in my eyes
My heart filled with ice, my hands covered in blood
Looking around so lost
Swept away from the flood
No strength to hold on
The waves are too high
Searching for answers
I hold my hands together and scream at the sky
TreyOctober Feb 2018
She looks, speaks, and desires to be free
Possessed, duranged, confused
This must be me?

Reckless, restless, so radiant
She is captivating
Deprecating and suffocating

The moon floods her eyes
The winds snuggle her thighs
The oceans kiss her cheeks
The clouds wrapping her physique

I’m stuck in here paralyzed
Demonized.. Yet mesmerized

By the woman who claims to be me

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