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Devan McLain Jan 2010
How can you not let me in?
Let me in-
let me linger on your floor-
I am passion, and I am desire,
I can fill you with fulfillment,
I can fill you with pain.
I am what should fill that empty hole inside your heart,
and I am the empty that fills it already.
I am the food you stuff when you feel swollen
and the drink you take to drown.
Why won't you let me in, and make me stay a while-
Have me enter you, and go throughout, let me give you what I can.
You can count on me to never spill, I'll never let my insides fall, no water will ever spill from these eyes.
Devan McLain Jan 2010
Contemplate your ******
before bearing it to all the world
who do you think you are, showing yourself to any who deem it worthy to glance at?
Practice the modesty you preach, and cover the stark nature of your character.
Prudence is wise, and it is amoung common thought that those who steal the interior of your heart may want nothing more than manipulation of what they see with the wrong head.
Devan McLain Jan 2010
Disrobe this statue!
Something real lies beneath
Rising every morning to adorn that mask,
do you wonder what thoughts would cross minds if they could see the underneath?
What crisis would you encounter if the marble were to melt,
and sink through the perpetual prison you yourself set up with grinding teeth?
Would the string that binds together your shattered confidence fray at the edges?

What if your hushed and humbled insides asserted themselves and saw growth within reach, would you allow it to burst forth, and become visible? Or would you push it down inside where the space to retreat seems endless?
Devan McLain Jan 2010
Don't choke on your excitement, spit it out!
It's not like you can swallow and digest it,  it isn't made for the human body-
Over-excitement is a fatal disease, don't let it overcome your sanity, your common sense.
Keep your head on loose, but not too loose, it might fall off, and once off, it's rather easily lost..
But remember to not wind it too tight, the dangers there are nearly overwhelming, it could pop off from the tension,
or burrow downward, and it's always unpleasant to dig anything out your posterior.

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