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 Apr 2015
Justin S Wampler
Reality fades and blurs away
into different shades of my imagination,
while I sipped, while I sway.

Walls drip and run in textures
that scream and pierce my sanity,
while I dilated, while I stricture.

The laws I decide and dictate
are controlling all forms of creation,
while I nodded, while I escape.

Life leaves me far behind,
as does remorse and agony
while I release, while I reclined.
 Apr 2015
Justin S Wampler
Look* at me.
Look at the zits on my back,
and at the *jaundice
of my ***.

Do you see?
Do you see the fungus on my toes
and the crookedness of my teeth?

I choose to be.
I chose to not to be desirable.
We're all ugly underneath.

Watch my behaviour.
Watch my attitude alternate
between damnation and savior.
 Mar 2015
Justin S Wampler
She got ***** like a punching bag,
I just can't stop hittin' it.
 Mar 2015
Justin S Wampler
She grabbed my wrist and put my fingers
in her mouth to better taste herself.
 Mar 2015
Justin S Wampler
She was getting ink done,
it was the word "Temporary."
Wordy ******* are real
 Mar 2015
Justin S Wampler
Hollow with these words.
Empty with you here
beside me.
 Mar 2015
Rose Claire
Sacred scars I once buried.
   Come boiling to the top.
   From the roads I once traveled.
Nothing can stop what you put into motion.
  Sometimes skid marks do not go away.
 Mar 2015
Rose Claire
Don't walk to close to me. I don't like feeling alive.
Let up to me myself and I.
We decide.
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