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My tongue gets trapped between my teeth
the crimson blood drips
drips
drips
cascading timidly down
down
down
To the final resting place on my chest
like ink on blank parchment
but ink gets the job done

Everything is black and white
It's right and wrong
wrong
wrong
It's all wrong and write
write
write

I tell my hands to do what my tongue can't
to tell tales my voice can't fathom
If actions speak louder than words
then my story is so loud
loud
LOUD

The noise of graphite on paper
the sounds of words from silent places
drowns out the drip
drip
dripping
My lover is
     strong, kind and tender,
but when he held me in his arms
he confessed that he felt
                                          less of a man
because we were clothed only in
vulnerability
but hadn't known each other yet.
                   "Any other guy would jump at this opportunity" he said.
"But you're not any other guy,"
I said.
"And that's why I'm laying here"
You can't just say you love her
In the wind
Say it in her mouth
And taste her answer
As her words dance on you tongue
And the wind can never take that...

away
Burning desire
The eternal flame is lit
Never going out.

Love and happiness
Romantic feelings of love
Love everlasting.

The end is coming
This love will no longer be
Time for broken hearts.

The shattered pieces
Of a heart that was once whole
A love that was strong.

Who can bring back love
Who can fix this broken heart
Make it whole again.

A bitter black heart
An empty crevice a hole
Destroyed rotted space.

Somehow it's just gone
The end took it all away
Everything is gone.

Where'd the passion go
Why did the love disappear
Why did it just end.

Who will answer me
No one knows how to answer
Maybe there is none.
The innocence in your
nature robbed you 
of all that you ever had

Your pure intentions 
always left you lost
and misunderstood

You used to be a good 
person afraid of all
that was deemed bad

But now you’re a bad
person afraid of all
that was deemed good

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Your stolen kisses,
Gifted me such blisses,
Your ironclad touches,
Clutched me so feathery,
Your piercing blue eyes,
Enticed my body to tithes,
Your coursing black hairs,
A wood, lost flesh, no cares,
Your moisty, heated breaths,
Such mead, what ales to taste,
Your broad, booms, shoulders,
Let my sails out, into yonders,
Your mossy, low, peaty voice,
Laid me down without choice.
Doctor please,
Crack open my rib cage
and let the light seep in.
Take this monster out of me.
Scrape it off my bones
and tear it out,
I can feel it growing larger
with every breath I take.
Doctor please,
this is killing me.
.
'Cause ***** words
                    nasty and ****** words
                                                 are the cleanest of expressions.
        
                 For they have the ingredient of naked truth.
An old one..
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A lonesome quiet autumn night
With my twitching, pouring sight

Some just might, hold one tight
As lonesome as this quiet autumn night

With self-devouring, melancholy
I as many, you as few
We'll be alright in this chilly, jolly
quiet, moony midnight dew
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