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Nobody Sep 2020
Our two twisted hearts can’t stay apart,
we’re not like anyone we’ve ever known.
You called me your lantern in the dark,
my light made you feel less alone.

I love the rainy days you need warmth
you come closer so I can hold you.
My little defeated bird,
I swoop in to take care of you.

Those times remain special in my mind,
gentle words between me and you.
I keep you there in those places sometimes,
It’s where I've seen all of you.

You still made a friend for life
don’t be scared I will ever leave.
I’ll always make sure you’re okay,
and wear my heart on my sleeve.

Some bonds aren’t meant to be explained,
that’s why we can’t stay away.
Our souls must reach out to meet,
but we’re free to come and go as we please.
Nobody Sep 2020
You love how he licks every inch of you
and nibbles on your flesh.
You want him to spoil every hole,
and make you sloppy wet.
You beg him to take you every night,
and you let him have his way.
You need him to fill you up tight
and you think about it all day.
He knows just what you like,
so he ties you to his bed to
get you ready for his abuse.
You moan and scream as he pounds you
over and over,
until you can't move.
Nobody Sep 2020
I get close enough to smell you,
and to feel the warmth of your skin.
I see blood rushing through your veins
as I have you in my grip.
My grin grows wider
when I picture your body going limp.
My heart starts to race because
I see panic in your eyes.
Now I’ll **** out your life
to make it a part of mine.
Nobody Sep 2020
What excites us the most
is the picking in the dark.
We have to stay close
if we want to rip them apart.
We both want our piece,
that’s how all our games start.
We each have our tricks,
as usual we catch our prey.
It’s always too easy,
we barely go out of our way.
What should we force them to do?
Let’s try something new today.
We grab them by their throats,
then drag them to the sea.
They do everything they can
to try and flee.
They flail and squirm and
try to get out of reach.
We tightly squeeze their necks
as they pull and yank at our sleeves.
They kick and swing,
but it’s too late they’ve lost.
We firmly held their heads underwater,
until all their fighting stopped.
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