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I don't think anyone is really their truest self among others

We acknowledge coexistence and hide it under the covers

We can't help it, it's a natural occurrence

But we can't change it either,

these different versions among us

We can try though, to force friendships and bonds

But why force anything when no one seems fond?
Like a snake
I want to sink my teeth
Rob you of your life
in the long run
Fill your veins with my venom
My beautiful, charming venom
You'll let me bite you,
they all do.
You'll feel a new high
accompanied by the lows
You'll reach for me
you'll pull me close.
But my work here is done,
You're not my number one.
I live for this, it's all for fun

And by the end
you'll wonder why
you're saying sorry
and I'm saying goodbye.
Staring from afar, he noticed that you noticed him and
your eyes cross paths
Neither knows whether to quickly shift or let it last.
But as the corners of his lips curl upward slightly
You're glad you held your glance, and smile back delightedly.
*But when he licks his lips and his brows raise
You're disgusted, he stares while your focus has changed
What makes a guy hitting on you creepy vs. wanted? Whether or not you find him attractive, most likely.
Soul searching
Mouth hurting
Imprinted wrists
Unfinished lists
Squinting eyes
Exposed thighs
Barefoot dancing
Sights enhancing
Lustful thinking
Heavy drinking

*Thoughtless memories...
It was hell, we would see.
Long Legs,
short skirts,
  young hearts,
"Love hurts."

lost souls
running free

Time would fly,
"Please let me flee"

Days then months
then years deceased
Naivety fades away
while experience increased

What was once a privilege
now takes priority
Ex best friends
in plastic sororities

The best four years came and went
before apprehension, nevertheless, time well spent

Simplicity we disregard,
Life was easy,
*we made it hard
High school man...
I swear that I have purpose
I promise there is passion,
inside my eyes, within my mind..
I'm built for many fashions.
I just need motivation
I know there's dedication
inside my heart, it's time to start
living my inspirations.
I never stick to anything for more than a few weeks
Habits die harder than young love, it's so bleak
I never finish anything, my creation is disaster
But if destruction's a form of creation, call me.. "Creative Master"
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