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 Jun 2017
Cara-Lynn Langeveld
Have you ever met Crystal before?
She's gonna be your best friend.
Light her up, she'll love you till your end.

Breathe her in and she'll bless your blood with sin.
Close your eyes, let her tuck you in.

She'll grace your lips and help you lose yourself.
She'll steal your life as the cold kisses your fingertips, she drains your health.

She'll hold you close and watch you fade.
She'll coo in your ear, "It's okay, darling. Don't be afraid."

The lights will dim, you'll hear a mother's mournful whisper.
You'll smile and think to yourself, "oh... how I'll miss her."


An ode to methamphetamine
By Cara-Lynn Langeveld
 Jun 2017
Pagan Paul
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How I wish I could lay my head
down gently on your thighs,
to make you moan and sigh aloud
and slowly close your eyes.

How I wish I could use my tongue
and give you more than rhyme,
to bring a flush up to your cheek,
of feelings beyond space and time.

How I wish that I could speak
in words of feathered certainty
and so entice your curious mind
to lay down with me for eternity.
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© Pagan Paul (2017)
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For the Muse I have yet to meet.
For the Lady I have yet to undress.
For the Lover I have yet to eat.
For the Goddess I have yet to impress.
I continue searching for you.
PPx
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 Sep 2016
Timothy Ward
i watch
i shield
my candle
she flickers
she glows
she melts
away
slowly melting
my heart
i watch
i shield
my candle
my mother's
long goodbye
Wrote this for a friend whose father passed recently and whose mother is now down with AD. I've seen him transform into a serious adult with all the burdens of responsibility and the toll of emotions. AD - Alzheimer's Disease- hope they find a cure soon!
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