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Jan 2012 · 1.2k
Ice Freak
Glenn McCrary Jan 2012
Along the valleys of Llandegfan



Fluorescent lavish she glimmers


Battling arousal unyielding I strain


As the sweltering blood simmers




Fervid quivering she assigns


Peaking atop the apex of my spine


With each stroke swift I succumb


For this moment forever I've pined




Forgive my heightening appetite


Supplementary to my avid lust


Quite the unbearable sensation


Equally as hazardous to trust




In vivid colours may we flaunt


Fornicate to lecherous taunts





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Jan 2012 · 1.8k
Emerald Epilogue
Glenn McCrary Jan 2012
Epilogues of skinheads amuse the ******







Eclipsed by innuendos of hatred







Vigilant they tread in sovereign flocks







By way of death they will strip us naked







In our absence zany remarks surface



Hidden by indefinite philosophies



Foolish they swarm the emerald candles



Worshiping the fathers of hypocrisy





Conquer or perish we must



To survive humanity's wrath



Lend a hand Glasgow would not



Distraught we sought immune paths





Honor us by opulent memories





Waste not our exuberant energy









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Jan 2012 · 2.8k
Kaleidoscope
Glenn McCrary Jan 2012
A con artist scurries

In white shadows

Fickle grooves she casts

In sequences

Imprinted by vainglory

Swift she fleets

Veiled with scars that

Were sequin rich

She spoke of ideologies

Subdued by violet myths

Exuding colorful flavors

Of classic deception

Her tattoos spelled

the wistful vowels of sin

Vexed by the onslaught

Of egregious inceptions

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Jan 2012 · 1.9k
Xenobiotic
Glenn McCrary Jan 2012
A spiteful taste of malice

Slithers across my tongue

Secrecy spoke in volumes

Before the words begun

This sensation it saunters

Into solar vacuity

Perpetrating sheer, faugh

Acts of congruency

In vain contempt I wallow

In the pillars of infamy

Whilst faint my ears waltz

To vindictive symphonies

Prolonged my strife be by humanity

Whilst I attempt to appease

As they flaunt their existence

To miscellaneous degrees

The English language resembles

Clouds of hyperbolic fallacies

In light of this hapless universe

They share an index of analogies

From behind cracked windowpanes

I peer at all that is inane

With repugnance I am slain

As I wince with disdain

I scarf reality in intervals

Reaping jagged grains of salt

Though helpless I am left

Pessimistic by default

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Jan 2012 · 2.3k
Red Velvet Cocaine
Glenn McCrary Jan 2012
Narcotized by her ****** nocturne

Electric my desires elevated

Her body a red velvet luxury

Crippled our bodies fell elated



Upon our skins moonlight peaked

Quite a golden ****** to devour

Profound dissolving within sin

Passion sensually shaping the hour



Time may be fickle,

Refrained the night remains young

Though I can taste the minutes

Descendant from the sweltering sun



In sync may our bodies move

To human nature's mystic groove
Dec 2011 · 6.2k
Ballerina
Glenn McCrary Dec 2011
Betwixt an atmosphere of a holy nature





By a classic serenade of Christian lullabies





Unceremoniously my body sways to the beat







For every moment that elapses



More and more I become electrified



As in the wake of your presence





A song of budding amour is evoked



Try I may to suppress this sensation,



Though upon a lie I'd asphyxiate





Please do not allow me to suffer



To languish within a plethora of



A sheer and utter coating of blindness





Darling forgive me if I impose



I avidly seek for signs of proof



To know if this is real



What would happen?

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Dec 2011 · 630
Neznáma
Glenn McCrary Dec 2011
With an aura of comfort



Upon the moon I gaze





An echo of love she croaks









From a distant valley





She speaks of sweet whisperings



Born from the lips of a woman





Summoned forth by temptation



I scurry in lieu of the passion



These sweet whisperings bring me





Perhaps this woman may not ever



Hear what I might say but,



She's worth every breath





Oh, how she haunts my memory so...



The cause for my fear of the unknown



Yet, dearly I still adore her







And with a twinkle



Into the dawn she faded...



Misery and I are



Destined to elope







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Dec 2011 · 8.8k
Naughty Jaguar
Glenn McCrary Dec 2011
Every week we bypass each other



As if neither of our existences





Matter much to one another









From across the room



We gaze at each other



Time further elapsing





How my mouth just waters



By the way you sway your hips



As you perform your **** walk





****... Would I ever love



To softly smack that backside



The way you flaunt drives me wild





And then you turn to flash



That lovely trademark smile



Seducing me over the edge





Purring like a naughty kitten I say:



'I want you...'



'I need you...'



'Come play with me I don't bite.'







Upon my lap she jumped



In her sexiest tone she whispered



'Let our bodies take the shape of lust.'





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Dec 2011 · 947
Paramour
Glenn McCrary Dec 2011
Jaded I've grown of the world before me



As life has taught me not to care





Devastated I plug in my headphones





To mute the abyss of society







The music electrifying my veins



I imagine us dancing beneath the stars



Bodies fully woven together in happiness



Within a realm where nothing matters but us





With the night just in the hours of its youth



Every second, every minute, every hour is ours



So let's get lost in time together my darling lady



Until our hearts fade into warmth of sunlight's embrace





You & me



Forever in this place of peace



The passion we share for each other



Is clearer than we could've predicted





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Nov 2011 · 590
X-Ray
Glenn McCrary Nov 2011
Your eyes travel at indefinite speeds

Intruding my safe haven of refuge

Lasers gliding gently across my bones

Scanning intensely for faults of your choice



My senses detect screams of ruthless shame

Erupting without a valid warning

This heart can taste the ice, cold cruelty

Dripping down the surface of your lovely cheeks



Bathing you in shadows of putrid lies

Oh dear beloved creature of beauty

Amorous desires dawn before you

Yet you are beguiled by vanity  



By Glenn McCrary



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Nov 2011 · 4.0k
Intellectual Weaponry
Glenn McCrary Nov 2011
Inside the bubble that is your mind

Revolves an endless cycle of war

The sting of your tyrannical thoughts

Launches missiles through your vile lips



Vilifying my dignity with hurricanes of syllabic outrage

Swiftly dispensing my emotions into your hole of egoism

Jealousy frequently consumes and controls your actions

Foolishly you listen to every whisper that blows your way



Tell me lady what do you want from me?

I break my neck to fulfill your pleasures

But you repay me in grotesque fashion

**** on my pistol of revenge baby doll  



By Glenn McCrary



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Nov 2011 · 2.3k
Sexual Volcano
Glenn McCrary Nov 2011
Let my lips trail across the soft, white surface of your skin

And straight down the tender bridge that is your spine

Allow my fingers to massage your body with pleasure

Unlocking the secrets of your dirtiest, lustful fantasies



The sweet, **** screams light my soul on fire

All sources of speech vanquish into thin air

My tongue drinks from the river of Hell's kitchen

Intensifying your castle of steamy, hot dreams



Gently I ****** each spot with caution

For each spot is dangerously tender

One slick touch of pressure and from her

Will erupt a ****** volcano



I whisper to her in devilishly, fancy tones

She whispers back in sensually, sacred moans

With no hesitation I move in for one final kiss

Our tongues rub each other sparking our taste buds

Birthing a marvelous ocean of ecstasy



By Glenn McCrary



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Nov 2011 · 1.0k
Midnight Moans
Glenn McCrary Nov 2011
Here she lies naked

In the twilight of the moon

A blanket of shadows

Caresses her beautiful body



Carefully I ****** her with

My cleverly demonic tactics

As she twists and turns

Moaning in heightened pleasure



With vigor the snake stirs the ***

Spicing up her every desire

Enhancing the ****** screams

Escaping from her throat



As she drives her fingernails

Deep into my flesh

She whispers in my ear

That I'm all she's ever wanted



She finally comes down

From her ******* mountain

Pressing her soft fingers to my lips

She swipes a blade across my skin

The razor kisses me passionately

Sinking its teeth into me with ease



By Glenn McCrary



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Nov 2011 · 789
Shallow Sirens
Glenn McCrary Nov 2011
Fakery circulates throughout your arteries

Poisoning your identity with horrendous scandals

Unknowingly you become a danger to all that surrounds you

The next devilish scheme will mark and seal the deal



Your mind mirrors thousands of lies cleverly disguised to fool you

While your heart is scarred with vindictive truths that rule you

The beast within you ferociously feasts upon innocent bystanders

Leaving trails of bite marks characterized by your bittersweet sting



You worship a vile creature from across a battlefield of greed

In a corner cursed by the secrets imprisoned in your shadows

Exchanging sweet whispers of evil and plotting global punishment

Because your toxic wishes failed to come true



By Glenn McCrary



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Nov 2011 · 625
Viper’s Kiss
Glenn McCrary Nov 2011
The opposition of life or death chokes my brain

Your eyes dress me with mountains of fear

As slowly it kisses my flesh with fatal flames

Decorating me with burns of a third degree nature



Heightened levels of anger secrete from your fangs

You hiss and rattle your tongue as you prepare to strike

Ready to plague my body with treacherous toxins

Awaiting to suffocate my veins with your bane breath



Why must you ambush an innocent heart with unwanted company?

Why must you dominate a free spirit with shackles of superiority?

I stand cautiously in the corner as you snap fiercely at me

Spitting venom faster than speeding bullets across my path



Meticulously it blinds my vision with every ounce of vengeance

Without warning it pours upon the tender blades of my shoulders

Drowning me in a sea of scars as a result of heinous jealousy

Constantly serving as a reminder of who you truly appear to be



By Glenn McCrary



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Nov 2011 · 1.1k
Burn Notice
Glenn McCrary Nov 2011
A living, fire-breathing dragon is

Equivalent to your personality

Treading across your path is

A crucial threat to life expectancy



Unmercifully you scorch any creature

That catches your eye

Staining your victims with emotions

Of deep guilt and regret



How can you hold back the tears

From the anguish you conceived?

It must be hard to swallow ‘cause

It burns the passage of your throat



At the same temperature of heat you

Bestowed upon those innocent people

Stings doesn't it? Well now you know

How excruciating it was for me



My heart has summoned me

Here to inform you

Of a contractual notice confirming your

Assassination and cremation



Karma was bound to

Bite you back sooner or later

So take this pen and sign

Your death certificate with pride



Be as brave as you were when

You ruined the beauty of billions

Be as confident as you were when

You drowned the human race



In a sea of

Your chaotic arrogance

Enjoy your cremation I hope

You scream and suffer

In streaming tears of

Well deserved agony



By Glenn McCrary



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Nov 2011 · 1.8k
Lovelorn Adversary
Glenn McCrary Nov 2011
With every breath that escapes your lips

Another soul collapses to its knees in shock

With every touch you attempt to place upon purity

Leaves the tears that fall to freeze into loveless icicles



In the wake of your presence Mother Nature asks for peace

Roses beg abundantly for forgiveness in gentle tones of suffering

Though being the criminal you are you don't possess a heart

And if you do it remains covered in shadows of narcissism



It must get extremely lonely living in vain memory of your existence

Without hesitation you impose your chokehold of tasteless agony

Around the delicate throats of the angels that attempt to help you

A cold, grim grin spreads across the surface of your wounded cheeks



Entertained by witnessing humans be stripped bare

Their bodies serving as the canvas to your steel blade

In the air you wave your hands just like a magician

Sliding the blade back and forth across their skins



Carving death upon their foreheads

The echo of your laughter being the pistol

That pierces their skulls with fierce pressure

As they drop dead with cowering fear

Fuming from their lifeless corpses



By Glenn McCrary



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Oct 2011 · 1.3k
Cherry Eclipse
Glenn McCrary Oct 2011
As I lay awake gazing into the elegant beauty of her eyes

The seductive shape of her luscious body dawns before me

The euphoria of her **** lips takes my breath away

Massaging my forehead with an ocean of amorous kisses

Together in this bed of fornication and roses we lie

Skins rubbing against each other in mutual ecstasy

She whispers sweet phrases in my ear

As she passionately sways her hips

To the bizarre and rhythmic nature of this sensual disco

Her precious scent arouses my ever growing desire

Sensuous moans echoed throughout our hearts

At the height of this sacred paradise

As I watched the pleasure drip

From between her creamy thighs

Her entire figure is a treat of which

Increasingly whets my appetite

At her command I entertain

Her promised land with my tongue

She melts in my mouth intensely

Whilst I am stroking her softly

Leaving me with a mouthful of victory

It all started with her lips

The infamous cherry eclipse



By Glenn McCrary



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Oct 2011 · 749
Whispers Of A Swan
Glenn McCrary Oct 2011
From a distance my eyes follow



Your snowy, white beauty

As you float carelessly along

The river in solace and peace



My ears detect marvelous rhythms

Within the feathers of your wings

Gently flowing to the beat

Of the wind’s soulful melody



Boldly you break away

From the shackles of captivity

In the eye of the sunset

You raise your head with power



You escape the night in

A swift adventure of rebellion

Whilst singing in elevated chirps

To the taste of newfound freedom



The sweet smell of nature

Strokes your beak

The stars glow in celebration

Because you surpassed

The greatest obstacle



By Glenn McCrary



© 2011 Glenn McCrary



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Oct 2011 · 1.5k
Poet Sex God
Glenn McCrary Oct 2011
In a street swamped by

An abundant sea of darkness

Illuminated by nothing but

The concrete glow of the moon



The shadow of an amorously dangerous man

Came into existence

His ****** aroma heavily polluted the air

With opulent seduction



Making helpless slaves of

All the women in the valley

As well as heightening

Their remaining four senses



He prances around in his

Fancy, black leather jacket

With a pocket chain

Dangling from his waist side



Jet black shades occupying

The masterpiece that is his face

He blows a royal kiss of glitter

Trailing after the runaways



A swift touch to one's forehead

And in seconds she'll be on her knees

Begging and pleading for more

Simply because she can't get enough



It's as if his body was a delectable tower

Of chocolate covered strawberries

Dipped in an ocean of the most

Exquisite tasting honey known to man



Each woman who had been cast

Under his precious spell

Was now imprisoned within

A mind controlling coma



They couldn't seem to lift their inquiring eyes

From the creamy complexion of his skin

Severe urges to kiss and **** his flesh

Possessed their bodies with great power



He lives the life that most men would **** for

With thousands of women wrapped around his finger

Fulfilling his every single wish and command

Tackling him with avalanches of never ending pleasures



In the eyes of these women

He was an icon of majestic worship

They bow down before him

Massaging his toes with kisses

Leaving trails of roses to rest at his feet

And to think this persona was conceived



From his supernaturally seductive abilities

The strangest thing about this man

Was that nobody knew of his name

Nor where his audacious soul

Had so suddenly escaped from



Only that he was unimaginably handsome

His charming hex of temptation

And superior intellect alone

Had transformed stainless virgins

Into despicable nymphomaniacs



Jeopardizing the entire female gender

With his smooth talking scandals

A luxurious craft of extravagant gold

A tragic truth yet to be told



This man was known as

The Poet *** God



By Glenn McCrary



© 2011 Glenn McCrary



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Oct 2011 · 1.2k
Enigmatic Keepsake
Glenn McCrary Oct 2011
Along the horizon dawned a vast array of black clouds

As the earthy surface shook from beneath my feet

Screaming, crying I began to sprint wildly in panic

Whilst searching for this mysterious woman

Voices polluted the background affecting

My ability to detect her sultry, sweet voice

After hours of revolving through public turmoil

My eyes came across the woman of whom

This asinine heart had been dead set on

Yet I couldn't make out the shape nor

The features upon the shadow of her face

Although I could smell the alluring scent

Of the creamy, cinnamon taste

Of her luscious lips against mine

And suddenly everything faded to black



By Glenn McCrary



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Oct 2011 · 616
Skin Candy
Glenn McCrary Oct 2011
Her heart screams for the cradle of love’s embrace

Yet she gets left behind in the bitterness of the cold

The pain that leaks from her tears speak of injustice

As they so softly fall to the ground in utter silence

Slowly she walks with her head held down in shame

She reaches for the bathroom drawer with excitement

Carefully she searches for the blade of her choice

Running her fingers gently along the razor’s edge

It was like the sound of music to her unruly ears

As a lullaby sang in crimson streams upon her skin



By Glenn McCrary



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Oct 2011 · 770
Noxious Hurricane
Glenn McCrary Oct 2011
In a malignant hurricane of darkness

A man chokes on chronic feelings of guilt

Ambitious thoughts of death plague his cranium

His body yearning for the bittersweet taste of a bullet

To serenade his soul with various noxious lullabies

He requests for nothing more than to be left

Caged within the danger of his psychotic mind

Wanting to bear witness to the aftermath

Of the slaughtering of his own existence

First conceived from within the depths of his heart

Born through his temple as to his knees he collapses

Bathing in a crimson river of everlasting sorrow



By Glenn McCrary



© 2011 Glenn McCrary



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Oct 2011 · 1.1k
Ethereal Jezebel
Glenn McCrary Oct 2011
Your comforting whispers kiss my ears

Delivering my body to an ethereal realm

The sensation of your enchanted lips trail

Across the tender surface of my skin

Knocking me weak in the knees for you

Encompassed in deep levels of affection

You wrap your arms tightly around me

Whilst passionately you kiss me all over

Casting a spell of exquisite control

Over my Godforsaken heart



By Glenn McCrary



© 2011 Glenn McCrary



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Oct 2011 · 868
Addictive Lullaby
Glenn McCrary Oct 2011
I love how you draw me in with

The mysterious element that is your charm,

Serenading me with beautiful melodies.

The river flowing from your lyrics,

Drowning me in sweet, addictive passion.

Deriving a soft, storm of tears

And as your soft, sultry voice hits the last note.

You reach across to wipe them away,

Caressing my face with your gentle touch,

Reassuring me that everything will be okay.



By Glenn McCrary



© 2011 Glenn McCrary



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Oct 2011 · 1.6k
Voodoo Autograph
Glenn McCrary Oct 2011
The dark and devilish nature of her words



Strike my soul with bone crushing impact



Delivering me to unfathomable heights



Soaring beyond valleys of unspoken truths



I swear I could feel the searing pain secreting



From the puddles of ink unmercifully *******



From within her little black pen of revenge



A cold, hard case of poetic justice iced my veins



Slashing fiercely through the tender tissues of my heart



Leaving a dreadful scar of excruciating scorn



Forever embedded in what was once a sacred home



It was as if a voodoo ritual was taking place



Possessing every inch of my flesh successfully



Soaking my skin with tsunamis of fear



Compelling my body to dance with the spirit



As I danced to the rhythm of the drums



A cloud of smoke was blown to distort my vision



In the wake of the smoke I began to hallucinate



The image of a **** harlot equipped with a machete



Appeared before my eyes taking me by surprise



Ready to slaughter and **** all who oppose her



And rob them of their oh so precious manhood



She pressed her lips against the blade then blew a kiss



The kiss caressed my lips with the taste of honey



By the swift blow of a gentle breeze she was gone



When I returned from this coma of entertainment



A severe addiction was unmistakably evident



My taste buds craved for more of this woman's literature



I had fallen victim to her powerful hex of poetic justice





By Glenn McCrary





© 2011 Glenn McCrary





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Oct 2011 · 687
Diamond In A Magazine
Glenn McCrary Oct 2011
The luxurious display of her naked frame



Complimented by the smooth, creamy color



Of her French vanilla skin sparkled within



The glow of the ultraviolet rays expelling



From the cores of my eyes purely crafted



By the hands of pure entertainment



To the rhythm of the breeze her hair swayed



A strikingly beautiful centerfold she was



With her thighs spread open as a warming invitation



Page after page my fingers harmoniously treaded



Characterized by intense levels of passion and lust



Value unquestionably worth billions of dollars



The entire physique of this dazzling creature



Can not be bought simply because she's worth



Much more than men could want to think or believe



She leaves behind a streak of sharp, quality eye catchers



Too bad the vision doesn't stray too far from the magazine
Oct 2011 · 1.2k
Nacreous Taboo
Glenn McCrary Oct 2011
Every night from dusk until dawn



Fantasies of a promiscuous angel



Cradle my heart with great solace



Serenading me with salacious whispers



Originating from the world of the sexually elite



The delectable foundation of this woman's shape



Glided across the majestic incandescence of the moon



Her skin moon bathing in the marvelous afterglow



Her provocative body was like the tree of forbidden fruit



One could simply look but was never allowed touch



Deep inside I was desperately dying to taste



Of the nectarous heaven of her lustful treats



However I inhaled the aroma of her hypnotically ****** scent



For it was airborne and suckering me in with remarkable ease



Injecting me with an elixir of opulent passion and zealous elation



This charming woman gives me taboos of a cutting edge nature



Always leaving me upon my knees crawling back for more



Oh, foxy woman forever you may haunt my fantasies
Oct 2011 · 936
Velvet Dragon
Glenn McCrary Oct 2011
Ill tempered she spews a trail of scorching flames



Dancing upon my flesh to the bittersweet tune of revenge



Streaks of treacherous agony hinder the walls of my arteries



Rupturing my veins with ghastly lullabies of a tasteless quality



A screeching echo of necrosis reverberates off my bones



Searing through the various networks of my cerebellum



Eating away at every layer of tissue with fierce vehemence



Bashing against my skull in a series of catastrophic head quakes



Until my ears cry waterfalls of scarlet tragedies from my eardrums



No level of mercy could shun the wages of sin that my body has partaken



The icy, cold kiss of the razor, sharp teeth piercing my neck belonged to



None other than the mysterious, velvet dragon herself wanting nothing more



Than to humiliate and slay me with a passion so lethal it could crack hearts



What I did to become a helpless victim to this horrendous act of ignorance



I have but not one clue but I accept my death with great bravery and honor
Oct 2011 · 1.2k
Opaque Harlot
Glenn McCrary Oct 2011
Quarter past midnight she silently skulks the forsaken streets



Dressed in a jet black trench coat cloaked by horrific flashbacks



Suppressed within a harrowing masquerade of profound sorrows



Daunting tears of shame gently ooze from the roots of her tear ducts



Uncontrollably they trickle down the surface of her somber cheeks



A majestic shadow of fear trails behind her in the swift breeze



Stalking her every breath, her every word her every move



And every quirky little rhythm of her eccentric groove



You see in this woman's eyes love was such a rare concept



Every night she gave away what men thought was true love



Yet in reality their imaginations were running away with the wind



Every word that was said, every emotion that was bled all fake



This kind hearted woman was loved for someone who she wasn't



Around her town she was labeled the queen of the mattresses



But underneath is it really worth sacrificing her integrity?



Is it worth ruining her identity, her dignity, her self esteem?



Tell me where is the sense in selling herself to the dogs?



And giving them permission to violate her rightful privacy



Her cranium had blatantly been rocked too hard against those sheets



And now she has lost herself along with the rest of the harlots



All because she sold her soul to the shaft of Satan's *****
Oct 2011 · 1.1k
P.S. Fuck You
Glenn McCrary Oct 2011
She always tries to emulate every image that voyaged through her vision



Changing her ****** orientation characterizing it as a snazzy trend



Falsely claiming that she’s bisexual as a cover to fit the scene



Labels herself a natural person at the expense of her sanity



She crafts lacerations in ostentatious areas to gain sympathy



Shoots my point of view to hell then discards me as another victim



To foil her devious scheme to use and bruise the hearts of the innocent



Offers to shave her head not for a cure but an outrageous plea for help



Using people as pillows for her infinite barrage of tear drop artillery



Being the two-face she devil that she is she then grabs her knife



And stabs me in the back while expelling a heartless laugh from her vocals



Revealing a stone, cold soul showing not even the slightest hint of mercy



This lady and the euphoria of love are complete strangers to each other



But I refuse to take the blame for what she inherited from her mother



Attention ***** and nothing more on bended knee across the floor



As I strip her soul down to the core and make her run straight for the door



She doesn’t stand a chance against the rapture of this dreadful beast



For this beast wants to feast upon her delectably succulent meat



Now I have not a clue what realm she lives in



Or what she’s trying to ensue



But the only thing I can say is



P.S. *******
Aug 2011 · 818
Blessed
Glenn McCrary Aug 2011
As you approach me from afar,

My cheeks begin to blush.

Each breath grows shorter

Because you ******* away

To heights unknown,



To be blessed with someone

As special as you,

Leaves me dwelling

In a state of utter surprise,

Happier than I have ever been.



You caught me off guard.

Found a way to melt the walls

Of the ice that is my fear

with the warmth of your smile.

Won’t you stay awhile?

By Glenn McCrary





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Aug 2011 · 461
State Of Romance
Glenn McCrary Aug 2011
As we walk along the shore,

The sun soaks our skins.

Feelings of satisfaction take over,

Tickling our bones from within.

I can sense your hand crawling,

Resting upon the surface of my palm,

Your fingers filling the empty spaces,

Helping me to remain calm.

I hope this moment burns

Forever within my memories.



By Glenn McCrary





© 2011 Glenn McCrary

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Aug 2011 · 1.6k
Infamous Wasteland
Glenn McCrary Aug 2011
In a sphere of infinite narcissism



Wicked homosapiens tread the horizon



Daunting threats of turbulent tragedy



Dawn upon the hopeless, roaming souls



Sheathing them with treacherous shadows



Of atrociously, covert crucifixion



The elite coquettes hearken



The tumultous sound



Emanating from multiple, acrid massacres



Tainting these notably wounded hearts



Within a satanic plethora



Of acrimonious equivocation



By nightfall a harrowing suicide



By daybreak a dreary mourning



Catastrophe is all that occupies



This infamous wasteland of avarice



By Glenn McCrary



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Aug 2011 · 1.0k
K.O.
Glenn McCrary Aug 2011
Unexpectedly he has been cracked



Squarely across his dainty skull



Inevitably to his knees he languishes



Supplemented by a concussion



Havoc is illicitly wreaked upon the delicacy



Of this young man's psyche



As another swift, sucker punch is executed



Stylishly into his jawbone



Followed by an unforeseen series



Of frenzied jabs to the nose



The anguish screams through the brooks



Of crimson oozing from his nostrils



While a dangerous haymaker



Shockingly arises from thin air



Sinking fiercely into his cornea



Rupturing the veins in his eyeball



A circular crown of black envelops



The entire surface of his left eye



Oh, the gruesome consequences of



Applauding the eminence of nonexistence



A truculent knockout that will truly



Abduct one into an eerie coma



And rightfully deliver them back to



The portion of reality where they belong
Aug 2011 · 950
Lady In Red 2
Glenn McCrary Aug 2011
The natural attribute of my inquiring intuition

Coerced me to tread passionately in the wake

Of this provocatively, entertaining creature

To analyze the abstract desires of her mind



She peeks just up over her lovely shoulder

Capturing the dazzling quality of my image

From the corner of her harlequin green eyes

As she licks her lips insatiably with hunger



Ultimately this woman approached me fearlessly

Exuding the very spark of unmistakable attraction

She then began stroking her fingers through my hair

Caressing my face with her assuaging touch of heaven



Softly rubbing my chest while whispering risque enigmas of pleasure

Oh, how I could feel the air of her pacifying breath blowing in my ear

While her alluring cave of magic chafed against my yearning serpent

Not one word was spoken for she could sense my crave to fornicate
Aug 2011 · 1.0k
Sound Wave
Glenn McCrary Aug 2011
In the incandescence of this empyrean nocturnal rhapsody

A remarkably rare yet, aureate creature appeared before me

From nightfall until daybreak she smoothly crooned an infinite array

Of enamorous symphonies to which I naturally could not abstain



A subtle spark of ardency was cast upon my sauntering pneuma

Inundating me into a catalepsy of which I zestfully fancied

Her charisma suckered me in with ease, illuminating my euphoria

Masquerading my pervasive mourning, cauterizing it to ashes



Each lyric alleviates the suffering that I have so hazardously acquired

Every note speaks to me in a language unknown to the community

The tasteful euphonies that perspire, carefully assuage my heart

I raised not a finger nor did I enunciate a single word or syllable



Her musical prowess completely squandered me with passion

Jauntily I danced to the cadence of the beat scouring my veins

Ceaselessly I could bathe in the essence of her bubbling sound waves

Never shall this finely crafted music pause, It shall remain on replay
Aug 2011 · 700
Supersonic
Glenn McCrary Aug 2011
Anonymous happenings of amour

Unexpectedly saturated my psyche

I had collapsed within the clasp

Of a strikingly luxurious beauty



She possessed the voice of a deity

That cradled and swayed me fervently

I nuzzled like a helpless infant yearning

For the serene brush of her lyrics floating



Into the depths of my ears, entertaining me

On a level that no musician has taken me before

Her opulent lullabies trek across the midnight skies

Educing infinite collections of laudable appraisals



The supersonic sounds of her tantalizing melodies

Hypnotize my senses to widely varying degrees

Leaving me in awe as my jaws sink with astonishment

Her beloved tunes will reside within my heart forever
Aug 2011 · 960
Suave Edge
Glenn McCrary Aug 2011
Seized by the ever so passionate caress of the dazzling nighttide

Underneath the sparkling twilight of the enchanted starlit skies

My ears were serenaded by the beloved sound of your voice

Carefree we journeyed deep into the after hours of midnight youth

With nothing but the cadence of our hearts swaying us along the edges

The intense spark of romance had swiftly become an airborne ecstasy

Driving the yearning desires crawling within us directly to the surface

Darling please rub my heart and tell me that you feel what I am feeling

This magnificent power that you bestowed by just a subtle hint of a whisper

Struck me with such a powerful impact making it hard for me to walk away
Aug 2011 · 2.5k
2 A.M.
Glenn McCrary Aug 2011
Along a narrow, vacant street at 2 a.m.



Underneath the threatening lights of peril



An act of ******* was taking place between



A beautiful cigarette and the orifice of my lips





Halloween had not yet dawned upon us



Yet as I walk Jack-O-Lanterns smile at me



Displaying minor quakes of bloodthirsty evil



While a serum of scorn soaks my tongue





With a heartless trick of ice, cold malice



Summoning the entire town to its kneecaps



Devils regurgitate lullabies resembling the sound



Of nails ****** a chalkboard sparing no mercy





Arousing the hopeless romantics



To awaken a graveyard



And **** the corpses until they're



Resurrected from their comas





As the nymphomaniacs ice



Their frozen flesh with *****



Painting an ocean of abstract thoughts



Across the edges of their frames of mind





Do morticians make up the majority



Of necrophilia related crimes?



Maybe so but, I bet they had never felt



A ****** so dry and so cold





Yet still the thrill of chills tickle these criminal's spines



While they measure their screams careful not to awaken



The beautifully disgusting corpses that lie before them



They turn their heads only to find a pair of scarlet eyes





Gawking at them from within a cowardly shield of fear



Darkness was it's home, Mother to all its desires



In my opinion it was just a phase; A massacre encaged

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