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 Jun 2014 LiviKawa
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 Jun 2014 LiviKawa
ae
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You freak out when I drink too much
You think I'll drink myself to death
And you panic because you think I feel infinite but really I don't value my life like you do
The story of The Viper and The Mountain, is a sad tale to tell,
but it's really quite a story so listen very well.

There The Mountain was, armor clad and tall.
Before him many men had stood, but every one did fall.
But then a Viper came a calling.
"revenge" he said "revenge"
for the mountain had slew his sister, it was her he meant to avenge.

The Viper stabbed the The Mountains sore, right in his mighty chest.
and so The Mountain fell like any other wall of flesh.

The Viper was a quick man, though not quite that wise,  so blind was he by revenge The Mountain caught him by surprise.
The Mountain grabbed The Viper's head, and crushed it like a grape,
And so it was The Viper died, never to avenge his sisters ****.

A sad song to be sure, a gruesome tale indeed,
so lets raise our glasses high and forget it over mead.
Oh benevolent One,
One who loves us as all over the World
People Suffer.

Today in Uganda women who show any signs of being gay are repeatedly ***** by soldiers

Is that Love?

Lord you omnipotent force...
A force which sits by as wars destroy
People and Places

Up to this day 162,400 innocent people have died in the Syrian Uprising

Is that what you do with Power?

Mighty omnipresent God,
A God which sips on wine in heaven,
While children die due to lack of water...

4000 children die every day, because they simply don’t have access to an adequate supply of clean water

How can you just Watch?

So All Mighty One,
You are no God in my eyes.
If there is a heaven,
I'd rather rot in hell,
Than look that God in the eye...
 Jun 2014 LiviKawa
inflamedveins
If i was her lover
I would have poetic *** in the ocean
reciting poetry to her
while I **** her
mindlessly

If i was her lover
She would be the mermaid of the ocean
Whom I am jealous to touch
and while I am here wading
wanting to make sweet love with its bride

If only I was her lover
I would whisper passions in her ear
like waves whispering on the shores
of her children

The water of the sea, he chokes me
surrounds me
but i am having poetic *** in the sea
with she

and i say to her, my lover
"i met a mermaid out in the sea
she came to me and poetic *** she needs
i grabbed her heart
and laid inside her
see i'm still a man who wants pleasure
and poetry together
i'm jealous of her lover
yet i'm having poetic *** with her
in the ocean"

My love moans
groans
let's me own
her majestic bones
and her ravaged soul
is radiating
with every ******
beckoning passion
in this historic sensation
so intense
so loud
so real and unreal

and in her throes i hear
water logging in my ear
this moment here
of me ******* my lover
in the sea
i guess that's why they call it
******* poetry.
A girl and I were having an engaging conversation about running in the woods and diving into the nearby lake. She says she would run naked in the woods; it will be easier for her to win the race that way(i think that's cheating)
and so i got big ***** and i imagined how it would be, to scream poetry out in the sea, while having amazing *** with her.
so this is the baby of a *****.
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