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 Mar 2020 jilli
Styles
Came.
 Mar 2020 jilli
Styles
Roses are red
Violets are blue
people come and go
but, if I came
I would *** inside of you
Series 1:3
 Mar 2020 jilli
Max Neumann
Desire
 Mar 2020 jilli
Max Neumann
your voice paints a gentle need
so please call me a million times...












i'll write your name in thousand rhymes
 Dec 2019 jilli
A
love is blind
 Dec 2019 jilli
A
one day
i might forget
the things you did
to me

and one day
i might not hate you
anymore

but when that day comes
i’m afraid
i might love you
all over again

a.g
 Dec 2019 jilli
Noni Winters
I stumbled upon you
Like a child
that finds a pretty stone

Bewildered by your presence
I sat and admired
Counting your cracks
Caressing what makes you glitter

You stood infront of me
Bold and beautiful
Like nothing I'd ever seen

And as you gave me your attention
I think I misconstrued your intentions

I wanted to put you in my pocket
But you said no

So there you sit
Perfectly unpolished
A love

I can only visit
 Dec 2019 jilli
Audrey
Poet
 Dec 2019 jilli
Audrey
A poet is no more than a person
A mother
A daughter
A lover  
Someone needing release
Or someone needing to recover


It’s the art they create when that ball of ink or stick of led dances on the canvas they so perfectly prepared.
And when the end result and their purpose become perfectly paired.
 Dec 2019 jilli
Rikki Matsumoto
It's been a while since I write with dedication.
 Jul 2019 jilli
teni
sadist.
 Jul 2019 jilli
teni
why wont you let me move on?
is it because you dont want me to?
you dont want me to find happiness
with someone else?
or are you just plain sadistic,
forcing this pain on me?

every time i think i can breathe,
there you are again
with your hands around my neck
cutting off my oxygen supply
making me lightheaded.

every time i try to move,
i realize my arms and legs have been tied down
and there you stand
taunting me at the end of the bed.

why do you have to be so cruel to me?
its probably because you know i live for the pain.
not just a metaphor.

— The End —