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 Jan 2018 Joy Onyango
Ben Meraki
Wash away the past,
it can be liberating.
But hold onto me.
 Jan 2018 Joy Onyango
17morae
kiss me while you can
because we are not getting
out of this alive
 Jan 2018 Joy Onyango
Jessy
I will be good for a while
I won’t cut as often
I won’t want to **** myself every day
I will actually see the other side of the tunnel

But then
Something ticks inside me
I’m reminded that I’m not normal
I remember that I’m a depressed ******

And my arm becomes full of cuts
My head becomes clouded with suicidal thoughts
And one day
When I tick
It will be enough
To push me over the edge
 Jan 2018 Joy Onyango
Natasha
pain,
pain is a rush
pain lets me
feel things
I normally don't.
I'm a sucker for it
bruise me
beat me
take advantage of me.
pain flows through my nerves
into my brain and lets me
forget all of
the things
weighing down my day.
pain gets me off
pain makes me lose myself
in euphoria and feeling
and being
human in a raw
uncensored
regal sense
now if only
I could find somebody
willing to give me
what I want.
****.... so hard to find a dom
 Jan 2018 Joy Onyango
a m a n d a
my beauty
has no ties to
the length
of my hair
or the
size of my waist.

and neither does yours.
 Jan 2018 Joy Onyango
Invocation
******* lips and steal my breath
gasping, back arching
I'm not allowed to mark you with my teeth
or nails
but I'll find other ways
of leaving a print

I filled my mouth with honey
Don't you want a taste?
Don't you
Forget about me
 Jan 2018 Joy Onyango
Styles
Feed me your mouth,
      so I can satisfy my desires
       with the taste of our destiny.
      
       I long for the rush,
       from our lips, when they touch.
     symbols of each other,
signaling one another,
    our body language,
   speaking to,
us.

Lost in forever,
the moment consumed,
by passion
Some of us are really hungry hungry hippos
But I'm a ***** ***** hippo
Sometimes I'm both
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