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John B Feb 2015
Skin like milk in a tall clean glass

With eyes like green garnets and hair to her ***

Ruby in color like a flag in the breeze

Lips matching perfectly, posture a tease

No ring on the finger not a care in the air

I figured shed notice if I continued to stare

I slowly approached as if I had something to say

She looked me dead in the eyes and said no, not today
John B Feb 2015
**** me quickly I don't want to think about it

Alone from conception I relish the chance

A lover and romantic longing always for a tragic ending

Civil disobedience my blood stain on his pants
John B Feb 2015
Down, down, down, a voice whispers in my head

Maybe it the last of me finally falling dead

Down, down, down, like a mantra for my mind

Simply put my life is less a mountain more a slide
John B Feb 2015
My grenades timer the count of my foot

The force and the ark my eyes trace as I aim

My ears here the echo of canter in soot

The carriage in question will go down in flame
John B Feb 2015
Go home, no phone, slow moans, so so,

So go, no moans, so phone, slow home,

Moans go, so no home, slow phone, so?

I guess ill get to you, when I get to you.
John B Feb 2015
Killing time

Still here, you're wine

Songs for the deaf

Some danzig next

That's not homage

Don't drop your jaws

Names romeo so

Do hold the applause

By any other id smell of feet

So totally not my fault if I sweep you off them
This peace is equal parts to help and confused future philologists
John B Feb 2015
Black out drunk

Red rage funk

Blues metal grunge

Rainbow goth sponge

Dancing by the fire

Praying at the pyre

******* in the sea

Wishing you were free
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