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Apr 2015
Dark nights, hot dreams and wet folded pillows.
anguished thoughts of fervid tries,
vivid scenes of heedless abandonment. Careless, foreign hands groping and feeling and your eyes eager needy lustful,
willing on
dancing like demon circles
in a moonlight of sin.
Heady, crazy, cauldron of music, ***,
*** talking sweat and you
submerged drowning
as they immerse themselves in you.
So now every feeling, every shred
of every emotion is an abyss of numbness, every dream, every hope we look to
is a desecrated mirage
Every remembrance,
every memory i treasured
is a forgotten buried carcass
Every us together,
always forever i wanted
is now a wish
for what could never have been
If loving you was the curse
that you have made it,
then i'm now truly blessed.
Victor Allen
Written by
Victor Allen  united states
(united states)   
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   Brian Payamps
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