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 Aug 2020
Recreational
pain hits the very soul of me, not knowing how to fall, not knowing how to live, i fear you more now than i did befor.
Your black cloak covers my sight, blinding my every action covering my every move.
How can my pain, my fear, my tears not show.
I am strong, although weakend by your ****** moves.
How do i love one when you show no love, when you show anger, hate and torture.
My soul no longer belongs to me i lost it when you touched me.
 Jul 2020
Recreational
Like the tides of time
the waters turned a dark, passionate shade of red.
flowing down mountains of past memories.
rapidly swishing through the time of happiness.
 
flowing swiftly into the dark hole of fear.
its there the waters of passions turned black.
growing with great speed,
it is there the emotions float.
 
endangering the creatures in her head.
they slowly die, ridding her of life.
 
watch the waters turn another shade of red.
the passion will flow once again.
the fear will surely pass.
and the emotions will once be gained with smiles of sparkles.

— The End —