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Suddenly a ring
Appears around her feet,
And whip in her hand
Makes her lungs retreat.

Here comes the tiger.
A flood,
An ambush.
His blue eyes searching
For a place,
A blood rush.

She turns her head,
He snatches her heart.
But she's not dead,
She's just filling her part.

The tiger snarls.
A growl,
A roar.
She's falling
Again,
For one who makes her sore.
At this time yesterday
I was touching your skin,
and kissing your lips.
You slowly pulled your hand
across my hips.
I felt like the Ocean
and you were my moon.
I can't begin to count the things
you do to make me swoon.
The joy in your laugh,
The shine in your smile,
It all makes me wish
We didn't have such a short while.
I wish I could kiss you,
Every minute,
Everyday.
Maybe,
Just maybe then,
You'd be able to stay.
the
brush
of
your
lips
the
spark
ignites
me
makes
its
way
to
my
hips
flash
lightning
I
just
hope
the
rain
doesn't
wash
you
out
i've
just
gotten
over
the
previous
draught
11:45
painted in the bags
under my eyes

thoughts come in waves
roaring as the ocean roars
demanding to be heard

11:54
blunt
in the silence of the night

my guts wrenches
feelings flood my head
& I begin to drown

— The End —