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 May 2016
devante moore
Your suppose to feel
Love
Hate
Happiness
And pain
But for the most part I'm just feeling this was a mistake
 May 2016
devante moore
It's your turn to hurt
And to feel betrayed
I'm going to make sure this kills you
And puts you in a grave
What you made me feel
For you
It's going to be ten times worse
As our lips touch
I'll be thinking of you
Hoping from this angle you'll get a perfect view
My hands trace the lining of her pants
I envision the look on your face
Watch close as this unfolds
She tightens her grip on me
As I begin to unbutton her clothes
I think of you shaking your head no
I hope you disapprove of what I'm about to do
Because I'm doing this for revenge
To get back at you
 May 2016
devante moore
I don't know if I can see this through
Lately I've been having seconds thoughts
Never had any regrets
But maybe this was a mistake
I don't know how many disappointments I can take
 May 2016
devante moore
You just have the face of one of those people who look like they would cheat
 May 2016
devante moore
In our swap of spit
As we kissed
And our lips hit
You said you weren't contagious
But now I'm sick
 May 2016
devante moore
It landed upon your arm
As if it was a branch to rest
But it tickled your flesh
And in your distress
You took its breath
 May 2016
devante moore
Your on a path to conquer my heart
But the ground has been ***** trapped with land mines since the start
Buried so you couldn't see
This trail has been long closed
The warning sign
Has grown fragile
And infected with mold  
But like an idiot you venture forth
Driven by feelings you just can't control
They send you on a surge to try and claim this path
I wish I could tell you it was just the land mines trying to keep you back
If you shall make it past
You will find yourself standing before a forest
With barbed wire hanging from the branches instead of leaves
And this isn't the end
If the other two didn't stop you before
This definitely will put a stop to you
Beyond the tress you will find an oasis
But don't fooled by its beauty
Or you will find yourself in the mouth of quick sand
I advise you turn and walk away
Because you never had a chance
 May 2016
devante moore
Don't get to close
My breath reeks of death
And if you look closely
You can see the flesh eating maggots
Crawling behind my eyes  
Along with the beetles
Slithering beneath my skin  
Inside my muscles decay
And my organs have rotted away
I'm just a walking corpse
Without a grave
Because inside
Ive already died
 Apr 2016
devante moore
You won't find a tag hanging from my body
And inscribe on it the word black
No in fact i am not black
I am me
 Apr 2016
devante moore
You don't like me because I'm not from your race
And my race doesn't like you because the different skin color on your face
It doesn't matter where you go in this world
Pick a place
Your always going to find someone different from you
Why do we have to hate someone who shares the same planet as you
 Apr 2016
devante moore
Sorry for the brown napkins, tissues and plastic bottles I sometimes throw on you
 Apr 2016
devante moore
How close to this line can I get
One more stop and that's it
So close to hating you
I can taste it when I sweat
The thought of leaving you Is so tempting
I lust for it
Like a pervert
Imagining breast
But what's holding me back
My feelings for you are at rest
My heart doesn't beat for you in my chest
How far from this line can i get
It's to late I've already stepped over
 Apr 2016
devante moore
My circle of trust is so small, even I'm not in it
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