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Nadiya Jooma Feb 2015
It doesn't faze me
Those devil eyes, eluding smile
and how it's all ******* to hell;
the hearts we use and then dispel
You wanna know
why it doesn't hurt me?
You, its you.

If it doesn't hurt you
The things I choose to hold onto
It's all the same. No more, no less
For in our hearts, we second guess
You wanna know
about the deal I've made?
You, for you.

If it wouldn't **** us
I'd make that deal again
to veil the memories untold; memories forsaken
for the glimmer of light that we wish to behold
You wanna know
why?
(for what it's worth)

I did it all for you.
Nadiya Jooma Feb 2015
inhalation;
Intoxicating, harsh proximity drives me to a crazed euphoria.
Tingles and taunts at my collar bones.
Fumes linger, wrapped around my waist, grasping at my sides.
He holds me still.
      “Shhh”

consumption;
This welcome embrace beguiles me.
Feeds my passion, feasts on my inhibition
Forced to yield to this utter *******,
I am powerless.
       “Shhh”

annihilation;
My passion dissipates
Yanked out of euphoria with a whisper of the past
Tortures me with sordid memories
Futile struggles detained
Then crash. Then shiver.
Unwelcome embrace inflicts his artificial soothing.
       “Shhh”

— The End —