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the black rose Jun 2019
i'm trying to make steps toward clarity,
but it seems i'm moving closer to insanity.
i try to stay afloat,
keep my head above water.
yet still i'm drowning,
in search of all that i need
to be free of thought,
free of mind.
when will i cross freedom lines?
when will i stand,
still at ease
in face of sun,
embracing breeze.
whisper to trees
"how do you stay
so sane in midst of
disarray?
and if you may,
teach me to be like you.
so strong and so in touch with roots."
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i know my strength lies within the very depths of who i am,
i know how challenging the channelling can get....
somehow i can write a mile a minute,
i can rant even splurge,
but for some odd reason i can't put this experience into words.
the black rose Apr 2018
lost in the world, losing myself.
the first thought of you didn't help.
what will i teach her?
don't even know myself.
what will i give to her?
will my love be enough for her?

the reality of you came quick,
but reality forgot to kick in.

dealing with the world,
dealing with myself, as well
i found heaven in your eyes,
you brought heaven to this hell.
i take care of me so that i am able to take care of you.
i value me because you see the value in me.
i love me because you love me.
and i love you. i will always love you.
and because i love you,
i will treat you with care and affection.
i will speak positive over everything that you are.
you are kept & all your days will be full of complete bliss.
you will never grow weary,
you will not be mislead or insane
nor will you be torn down & content.
you will rise, always.

you saved me & i owe you my life, my love.

i owe you a life of meaning
full of peace, love & happiness.
i owe you wisdom & understanding.

bubby, i cant imagine a life outside of you.
my sanity relies on you.
my peace of mind and pieces of my life requires you.
thank you for showing me how true love feels.
how true love is.
thank you for keeping me,
without you i wouldn't know how to keep me.

my entire existence lives off of yours.
im just basically trying to say that you are my world,
and without you i would be lost.
i would not know how to love,
i would not know that there is love.
you are love & you are the most beautiful being i have ever laid eyes on.
the way you're so passionate about everything,
the way you are so challenging, and the way it annoys me but i wouldn't want to have it any other way.
you are so unique,
so full of energies that make others feel.
feelings of warmth and feelings of light.
never let the strains of the world take away all that you are.
please, don't allow it to make you hard.
stay soft & stay true
stay you.

i am here, i am there, i am everywhere.
i never leave you.
i am in the stars.
i am where you need me,
i am everywhere you are.
my promise to you,
to keep you.
to grow you.
to be a light to shine upon you.
to protect you,
to be true to you.
to be there for you,
when you rebel, and that you will..
i will hold my peace because i know.
and because i know me, i will know you.
and because i know you i know that the world can be trying,
but all that matters is your happiness and your peace of mind.
i know that we have to stay pure, and treat ourselves and others alike
; with kindness, care and genuine love.
we have to stay positive, and always see light in the darkest of things.
  because, if you can make it through the night there is always a brighter day.

love, mom.
Ataya A'keah Racquel Saunders.
03/19/2016
the black rose Jul 2020
journal pages have no desire to debate,
so we relate
& resonate.
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i contemplate before i seal,
i get to 'feel out' how i feel
& set the vibes
that bring reality alive.
-
so, like i think before i speak,
i write.
the black rose Feb 2015
is this really love? or is it more?
a feeling that cant be described..
yet, it feels like ive been here before
this moment, ive seen it
these feelings arent new to me..

this is deeper than love
its bigger than love
this is more powerful than any two lovers can even fathom

the way my soul quakes at the very sound of your voice..
the way my nose cringes at the calling of your name
.. the way im awake at 4am, expressing my feelings through a poem because i cant build up enough courage to spill my guts to you..
it hurts..
holding it in hurts more than letting it go,
you not knowing is hurting more than if you knew..

not afraid of being hurt by you,
babe im strong enough to get over it..
ive encountered too many sleepless nights,
too many dark thoughts,
too many cuts at the wrists,
too many wet pillows and broken pencil sharpeners..

too many to be afraid of love..
im stronger than ive ever been and im not afraid to search you!
im not afraid,
to search the deepest parts of your soul,
to love all of the bad parts of you.

i yearn for a lover that drinks whiskey and eats roses,
a lover not afraid to love me until i strain all of the energy from him
i yearn for the depth,
a certain compatibility that everyone else has failed to achieve

i want nothing to do with the ordinary,
i will not settle.
i want to know that your soul matches mine
that we are on the same mental level
so that when we are together, we are a force so powerful that the earth will quake along with our souls..

**or is that too much too ask?
the black rose Sep 2019
to stay here in this moment
or fast-forward a million light years ...
into the age
where whats small is praised and glorified;
everyone has crooked smiles
and there are miles and miles of peace and purity;
everything is in black and white but color is all we see..
idk if its just me but i want to explore...
i want to know more.
the black rose Feb 2020
if you ask me where i've been
i can tell you where i've been...
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to the moon
& back.
to the moon,
i'm back
& forth.
-
after-dark you can find me
with a spirit squad behind me,
a force to guide me,
a light inside me.
[moon energy]
the black rose Jun 2019
i wish i had your guidance
and your confidence.
i could have used your motivational speeches
and your spark,
or just your shoulder
and warm embrace.
i wish you could see the look on my face as i died slowly by the hands of myself,
as i cried out for help
and for creator to end all existence that existed around me
and within me.
maybe if i had your intuitive demeanor i could have understood my intuition,
if i had your drive i could have understood patience and persistence.
if i had your advice i could have avoided all of the mishaps of yesterday that somehow,
very strangely,
turned into wisdom for my today.
i needed you,
i thought i could never find you.
i thought i wouldn't make it pass 16,
and at 21,
i am the woman i wish i had as a girl.
inspiration for who needs it
the black rose Nov 2018
i do not see a sober day,
i cannot see what’s in my way.
i am on 10,
im out of space.
im not okay.
-
drugs drugs drugs
replace the feeling of needing to be
loved loved loved.
it is embarrassing to say i need a
hug hug hug
but im okay.
i don’t need anyone.
the black rose Feb 2015
some say "i crave a love so deep that the ocean would be jealous", but i feel like i'm deeper than the ocean so what i crave is a love deeper than me.
i crave to love you so passionately, so beautifully that the demons that live within you will cringe at the thought of my being.
i crave to unravel all the horrific scenes of your soul and make them bow down to me, for i am Queen.
my love for you is numinous, so powerful that every virtuoso that has gotten comfortable inside of you will be begging for freedom.   eleutheromania..
when you are frightened i will be your latibule, although the only duel thing you should be frightened at is the very touch of my lips pressed against yours & the touch of my finger tips running down your back..
let our skinship be the most powerful source, when we make love i want the demons of your past to scream in awe.
i will franch at your soul, until you are no longer of existence in a world so cruel, darling NOBODY can love you better.
the black rose Feb 2015
and although i've never met you, i miss you..
i got lost in you, the kind of lost that's exactly like being found.
i want to explore you, objet trouvet.
i get toska thinking about you & your lover..
that should be me darling, you are well deserving of me.
well deserving of a lover that will love you until culmination.
feels.
the black rose Dec 2018
no envy,
no anguish,
no hard feelings;
ill give you space.
how am i supposed to understand how you feel
when you don’t say?
not a reader of minds,
i am not superhuman.
you need me
but im dying,
beautiful ruins.
the black rose May 2019
the first of its kind,
look closer you'll find
a hint and a sign
of a brilliant,
divine
work of art.
far from usual,
and so far apart
from the ordinary.
tell me,
where else have you seen her?
the true face of god.
so much strength,
her demeanor
shines,
glistens like the jewels in a chest
but she's buried underground,
beneath the mark of an x.
which lucky seeker
thats hunting for treasure
-
will get the privilege,
be blessed with much pleasure?
daily dose of words. ♡
the black rose Apr 2020
obscured vision
of my limbs turning stiff,
bearing branches and leaves.
i look at trees and think,
"my, wouldn't that be amazing"
to be as strong and sturdy,
to be so still
and still so worthy;
to be so grounded,
and earthy.
got tree up in my dna.
the black rose Jul 2020
fuller lips,
thinner thighs  
or thicker hips,
a girl can dream,
can she?
dreams that go beyond a following increase  
or a modern day feast consisting of eats that deplete
your center.
-
what might you do without your central processing unit?
how will your intuition guide,
where will the universe have space to assist in your alignment?
the black rose Apr 2020
drown in heavy metal,
with desire to be isolated.
-
disgusted corners my disgrace,
disappointment files for restraint;
all while cell towers flashing lights
try to grip my mind tight.
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they cant control me,
im untamable;
they cant reach me,
who would they call?
names are for particular things.
get it?
the black rose Feb 2019
the sound of my existence
holds more weight than the sound of words spoken by the bitter & the cynical.
my calming effects
prove themselves to be more insidious
than you could ever imagine being...
the black rose Jun 2018
like wine, i get better with time!
i am growing.
maturing, becoming wiser.
& i am eager to experience this chapter of my life.
5 years ago i was still a seed,
i was innocent,
oblivious,
in my prime.
there is so much beauty in being a seed.
6 years later...
i am celebrating not only 21 years of life,
but 21 years of growth.
i am no longer a seed, i am a beautiful flower.
i've blossomed.
i am everything i never thought i was capable of being.
& this is only the beginning.
i am happy, i am healthy, i am creative!
i am open-minded, strong, passionate,
i am genuine & understanding.
my fears have alleviated.
i am love, i know love.
i am blessed, i have hope & i am aware that everything i need to become the best version of myself lies within me & has always been there.
i am far from where i want to be but i am exactly where i need to be.
i am also far from where i was & that in itself gives me every reason to be grateful.
i am thanking God daily for the process, which is me.
cheers to being stronger & wiser, to understanding that life is what you make it, so ill make every moment of my life exactly what i want it to be.
#geminiszn #9plus10
tmmrw is my 21st birthdayyyy ***!!! I AM AGING, in the most beautiful way possible. growth is hard, its not always sunflowers & giggles, but it is so ******* beautiful. the universe is definitely on my side. i am blessed, i am grateful beyond words.
the black rose Jul 2018
heart torn between two lovers that temperate each other;
but were both distant
& caught in the fury of me.
-
both temporary lovers, who soon discovered that
only what’s meant will be!
one, open & honest
& the other?
was too far to tell,
who seemed distant and immortal until..
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double the love like double cups.
im not ashamed, im poetry.
double or none,
who gives a ****?
are you afraid? thought you knew me..
behind bars like a prisoner to love.
he spit bars that are clinical,
what is love?
& he has heart, he ain’t sinister..
when i call he’s a minister giving me good love.
awkwaaaardddd ****
the black rose Feb 2020
double the love like double cups.
im not ashamed, im poetry.
double or none,
who gives a ****?
are you afraid? thought you knew me..
behind bars like a prisoner to love.
he spit bars that are clinical,
what is love?
& he has heart, he ain’t sinister..
when i call he’s a minister giving me good love.
- repost -
txt
the black rose Dec 2018
txt
i am searching for your warmth baby,
i need it.
i am falling in love & i can’t believe it.
i am lost,
all this space
is so misleading.
but your voice
soothes my soul,
keeps me believing.
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the black rose Dec 2018
too much of this,
not enough of that.
too much focus
on what you lack.
face what you fear,
don’t turn your back.
be still,
when enemies attack.
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this is a new era.
maybe if you knew better,
you would do better.
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it’s all the same.
be careful of the things you say
& what you entertain.
perception makes the sane,
seemingly insane.
a quiet storm,
before it turns into a hurricane.
rarely see a rainbow in the sky
after the rain.
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it makes you think.
when you connect the dots,
you’ll find that you’re the missing link.
make your next move in a silence
or your ship will surely sink.
true elevation is my destiny
& i am at the brink.




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(:
the black rose Jan 2019
you will forever hold the memories of you and me.
my presence,
in you,
will live on.
you’ll look back on these days,
and you will see
what was true.
you’ll miss me
when im gone.
next chapter.
the black rose Feb 2019
witnessing a love so unrequited;
bad energies invited,
with open arms
but uninviting.
no true intentions,
not enlightened.
the black rose Dec 2018
i appreciate you,
& the more i think about it i can’t see myself without you.
it may seem too soon to tell,
but my heart is so manipulative.
though logic says otherwise,
love says do not give up.
because if you want it bad enough,
it’s yours ❤️
the black rose Oct 2018
as i fight with my mind,
who fights with my heart.
i form ties
and i rip ties apart.
as i struggle with your world
& try to keep up with mine.
i go dumb,
i go out of my mind.
like i’m drunk,
i am out of my mind.

as i love i keep the hate on speed dial.
and for drama you can hit the redial.
when i am me, i can’t get through to you.
what did i really do to you?
like growth, i am so new to you.
keep up.

i need a stained soul,
one that’s impatient and old.
who has no vision but goals..

one who gets lost in the wind,
and makes a home in the storm.
whose only focus is right,
who understands we’re all wrong.
who falls apart through the night,
back on their **** at first light.
i think that’s love at first sight,
i thought right.
rambling
the black rose Feb 2015
i allowed myself to destroy myself in the process of loving someone who could never love me back..
                                                         ­            *
-an 18 word poem.
the black rose Jun 2019
i feel like..
while we're busy searching for mysteries
we're missing out on the magic.
while we're running from theories,
we're wasting time and it's tragic.
the black rose May 2018
good girl, gone bad
soft girl turned hard.
why they do you like that?
you let them make you so cold,
let them dim your light & dull your soul.


now you hate to feel.
what does it take to heal?

why does it feel so good,
to feel nothing at all?
the black rose Mar 2015
i just get upset.
i get so indignant, exasperated, bitter.
because i know that you are being mistreated, you are putting up with a flame you should be putting out.
you are wasting time with something that should remain beneath you.
you're so inure to the most unpleasant of things,
you just allow yourself to intake every bad detail of something that should have never even existed.

and i myself, i know how hard it is..
when you fall in something that seems so familiar,
it seems like love but its really the farthest thing from it.
darling, its been understood that all you want is a love compatible with what you give off.
but let me be of reminder, you will never find what you deserve if you settle for what is undeserving of you.
sever yourself from what is killing you,
you are better and oh so genuinely deserving of much more.

i can't stand to see you like this,
i myself were in the same position.
we are not perfect, though we try to be.
we cannot point fingers relentlessly, we cannot blame the ones that hurt us..
for they do not know how it feels to be so above simplicity,
so above feeling so below,
so above caring for beings that show nothing but lust & pointless liberation.

i want to show you how good it feels, the act of *redemancy.
been in my draft for awhile.. decided to finish it :) *i **** at titles, wow im sorry*
the black rose Feb 2015
ironically, love has ofttimes robbed me of my sanity & my peace of mind. my being.. destroyed by the time in which i’ve endowed in those i came to love. those whom requisitioned to love me in a way that would make forever seem reasonable..

and i find myself conflicting with people like myself, people that are looking for the same things that i myself are: soul intelligence, brilliance, killig, and a love that loves equally in return.

and when im away from him & his 'love', i feel homesick.. homesick for a place that doesnt even exist.
i sometimes question myself, i ask myself will i ever be able to experience hygge.

& sometimes i want to apologize to him.. for loving him so much, for being so passionate about caring for him in ways that he could never imagine, for trying to hold onto him when he obviously didnt want me in his life. all he wants is to be set free, but i dont think that i will ever be able to completely let go.. & i know he'll probably be happy without me & heaven knows that happy is all i want him to be. but when i love someone this much, a piece of my ego is with them.. if i let you go then you'll have to take a piece of my pneuma & quite frankly, im on my last piece. i am dying for your love & i am willing to face mortality.
venting..
the black rose Nov 2018
silently fighting the demons from my past,
a constant fight in my mind,
a battle i can’t outlast.
it’s so amusing how hurt can hurt for so long.
how it has proven me weak,
even when i feel strong.
the black rose May 2018
you don't get to decide if i live or die.
not really living anyway, just tryna survive.
i do not understand.
i do not comprehend,
tell me the difference between without & within.

killed off the truth, power hungry fools.
******' up the youth with destructive tools.
mother nature, you must hate her.
running out of time, meet your maker.

low frequencies, high radiations.
altered truth, complete defamation.
too controlling, control yourself.
too focused on controlling wealth.
abject in health.

i say restart the world, give us a chance.
to make things better, to understand.
the black rose Mar 2015
one day i have it all figured out & then the next everything is so obfuscated.
i have my mind set on those goals far beyond me, then i lose it as if i weren't just concentrated .. on things so important, on raison d'etre.

one day i'm at peace & then the next im in pieces.
i have my heart set on a man that probably wants someone far beyond me, and although he's losing & he's not concentrating on the fact that im rare.. fond of kalon, he is fond of me.
he doesn't know that what he is searching for is only right before him, foolish yet gapseed.

one day im alive & then the next i am barely breathing..
i have my feet set on a path too far, too complex, too difficile,
and although it may bring to me wary & bereavement, i will gait to the end.
the black rose Feb 2015
i've dreamed of cafuné,
long nights of habromania..
i died a little as i realized how much i wanted you,
no matter what your past was, or what you had done..
which was not to say that i would let you know,
but you moved me..
more chemically than anyone that i've ever known.

every other man seemed pale beside you,
had a scintilla of what we would be like together..
i believe we loved each other,
just never at the same time.

as im capernoited,
i think of you
which makes me only want to down the entire bottle of whiskey...

fanaa..
i have destroyed myself,
destroyed myself in love...
i dont blame you at all,
but with your help i did the very things i never thought i would..

i dream of an amaranthine love,
so eternally beautiful that we forget ourselves and our past
& just live off of love.
love, ive witnessed peripeteia..

ive dreamed of redemancy,
but i can only dream darling..
the black rose Apr 2020
these days,
im finding pleasure without touch.
im too far gone,
within.
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they mock my world,
as if fairytales don't exist.
UP
the black rose Apr 2020
UP
systems falling,
regardless.
you can try to disregard
or you can do your part.
its the shifting,
total restart
of the multi-dimensional,
multi-celestial,
higher vibrational...
keep ya vibes high.
the black rose Feb 2019
update

been falling asleep to the sounds of you,
mocking me.
& every time you say you’re gone,
i hope for good.
from September of 17
to new beginnings in 19;
from raging enemies,
to dreams of all that could.
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like all of our personalities had split personalities,
inconsistency played big reality.
& im always crushed when you leave.
the first few days are a breeze
then all my old wounds start to bleed.
i can’t control my breathing,
i am never at ease with you
and yet i always want to see you through.
and yet ill always wish the best for you.
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the black rose Apr 2020
its still a struggle for me,
with demons
and enemy specie
knocking at the doors of my mind palace.
silly me,
to even contemplate response.
the black rose Dec 2018
i worry less about having more,
& cherish all that i have.
i am distant from complaint,
i do what i can to help.
i live a life in my eyes pleasing,
ive seen true purpose,
need no more reason.
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i have been chosen,
to uplift,
i have a special chosen gift.
a light being,
i stand apart.
embracing beauty,
exploring heart.
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a wise girl from the east,
who’s seen her share of fears,
stands fearless at the gates of hell,
her skin embraced with stares.
no longer tied to the level,
a new portal opened up.
her demons wave,
her demons cry,
“to a great warrior,
we wish you luck.”
the black rose Feb 2019
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i can put it on my life
and everything i love.
i gave you all i had
but my all wasn’t enough.
never crossed no lines,
never did you no wrong.
tried to wait for the right moment,
guess i waited too long.
my love had no pride
i loved with no lies,
& i loved you when i didn’t even know why.
wasted time,
love got away from us.
waste of time
cause we ran away from love.
ain’t even been a week,
im not weak
but i can’t even sleep.
it’s you im needing
& you won’t even speak..
how did love get away from us?
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guess it’s not my time,
maybe i should wait for love.
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inspired by: wasted love x jhene aiko ❤️
the black rose Nov 2018
may we meet our hearts desires & make bonds we can’t forget,
may we conquer all obstacles, & live a life we won’t regret.
may we create a space that’s warm and safe for generations to come.
may we stop the madness,
dismiss the sadness,
may we all just live as one.
we are all one people, we were all created EQUAL ❤️❤️
black or white, yellow or tan we are ONE.
the black rose Aug 2021
usually,
i'd choose a corner,
in the corner of the room;
where there is peace
& a sense of my own truth.
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casually,
i'd avoid menial encounters
that seemingly
do more harm than good.
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i'd certainly rather wei,
a certain flow of my own way,
to be called only if i can be of an assistant
to growth.
-
intimidation is reserved for those in competition,
separate,
seeking assurance
& outsource validation.
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i am neither competing,
i am only separate in idea
& validation has gained a deeper sense of meaning.
the black rose Feb 2020
i think myself into new dimensions,
i'd take you with me if you weren't afraid to die...
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as i wander in search of mystery,
its just this world is such a bore.
i know there's more,
i still explore
&
i still am the best company.
the black rose Dec 2018
inherit mystical powers.
a small town girl,
with special magical powers
to heal the world.
a simple bow to the moon,
a tricky wave of a wand.
abrasive strength in her eyes,
one word &
sorrow is gone.
no poverty,
not a trace.
no crime,
no separate race.
for everyone there’s a place.
abundant love,
there’s no hate.
what a world.
the black rose Dec 2018
i hate to wonder what if,
but what if?
what if i am never allowed to taste your lips?
what if the flame is lost before we spark a match?
what if your heart is closed,
the most restricted latch.
what if your smile has faded?
& you are tired of waiting?
what if your love is out of patience for me?
what if our eyes,
they never formally meet?
what if i never get a chance to hear you snore as you sleep?
what if our bodies never touch?
what if we’re somehow out of luck?
not a moment
to hold you close,
or a single second
to show you
that you mean the most? ...
...
the black rose Feb 2019
just like everything else,
you are who say you are.
you are not subjected to rhyme schemes
and bars.
no literacy rules and proper grammar.
no literacy tools and open stanzas.
it doesn’t matter what you write,
as long as it’s from your heart and
it doesn’t matter how many poems you have
or how long ago you started.
all that matters is that you love it
& you let your words speak.
do not be focused on anyone else
and please do not seek:
validation.
if you feel you can be better,
just be patient.
no ones ahead of anyone
we are all ADJACENT.
we are all writers and we all have stories to share,
we are all exactly who we say we are,
incase you were unaware.
❤️
the black rose Feb 2020
as i watch generations
continuously fall into toxic cycles,
gain hope
& lose sense of what they know.
-
i stand behind
as magic curates in my veins
& in my wombs
lie everything i'd need to recreate.
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if they would listen,
they would see that all we need
exists already.
the black rose Nov 2019
he uses "nothing lasts forever" as excuse
to leave me secret,
incomplete
and seeking truth.
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im left possessive,
and stranded..
drunk on poison,
empty handed,
begging for another hit,
another lick.
another "not quite, but close"
another spite,
another dose of what's stiff
and what fits perfectly like it was created just for me.
what's for me,
is for me.
the black rose Jun 2020
imagine being trapped behind walls...
ones that promise to let you free
if you’d just wait & see.
you know the only way out is in
& the only way in is to sin
by questioning your god.
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the god whom sits upon the throne with his feet up.
he may just answer,
if you call then signal forces might just meet up
at the towers where they bounce off
like back-boards,
through mother boards
& other boards like god has meetings with his team of advisors.
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they advised him not to speak without a lawyer present,
speaking of present,
here we are
& apparently the only answer to your calls is
some noise up in your head,
that strangely sounds just like you,
& the box just became weird...
the black rose May 2019
im special,
you should get down on your knees.
requesting all my loving,
while you're begging
please
for the jewels im dropping daily,
how i fill you up with hope.
one encounter and you're down for me,
ill never do the most.
unless you do the most,
unless you hold me close.
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so close,
no ***** can approach or
get near the alter
where you hold me higher than the likes of just a few,
not many others.
you worship undercover,
you're too scared to explore
the beauty of a goddess
cant compare
& cant ignore....
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