Cami I wrote you a poem:
As I lay alone in my bed I still feel you on my skin, lingering.
Pinging
inside my brain is the sound of you singing
in my mind like time
ticking. By the way you're a dime fricking
10 out of ten on every scale but the ph.
I would lift bales of whales to raise your sails and/or see your face
I'm so sorry I moved, I'm a useless peice of **** I don't know why you love me.
But I love you so ******* much I'd gi to jail for you. No rhyme, I'm just ****** tellin you
But I'm better than i give myself credit for if you really do love me.
I thought I had to go back to my roots, the land of the HEARTless,
but the experience drained me and left me artless
You were the first person to read my poetry. You were the reason I started. You're the reason I can make art and...
I mean I have other reasons of course. I don't wanna make you feel a burden of responsibility that you can't carry,
I'll bury my feelings if that's what it takes to keep your back from breaking under the weight.
I wanna be the person who satiates your taste.
by the way I love the way you taste.
I take my time because nothing good comes out of haste.
I wanna sastisfy your lust for blood and ***,
leave a mark where you want one,
if you want some, but we don't have to do that. I'm into back rubs,
2.
I never trusted anyone else like that.
In my dreams we fight off death and demons back to back.
you're the moon
to my sky, starless and black,
you're full of light when you laugh, and when you cry I see the earth shatter and
scream.
Engorge yourself on me
you morbid angel and strangle me under the sea with the branches of your grave: a sunken tree






On Thursday, March 1, 2018, no name <matulaaksmusic@gmail.com> wrote:
Cami I wrote you a poem:
As I lay alone in my bed I still feel you on my skin, lingering.
Pinging
inside my brain is the sound of you singing
in my mind like time
ticking. By the way you're a dime, you're 10 out of ten on every scale
I would lift bales of whales to raise your sails
cause Everyone else pales.
When you impaled my heart those moons ago I blazed a new trail
because I thought I Failed you! That and I had to see things through in the land of the HEARTless,
but it left me artless
because you were the first person to read my poetry. You were the reason I started. You're the reason I can make art and...
I mean I have other reasons of course. I don't wanna make you feel a burden of responsibility that you can't carry,
I'll bury my feelings if that's what it takes to keep your back from breaking under the weight.
I wanna be the person who satiates your taste.
by the way I love the way you taste.
I take my time because nothing good comes out of haste.
I wanna sastisfy your lust for blood and ***,
leave a mark where you want one,
if you want some, but we don't have to do that. I'm into back rubs,
2.
I never trusted anyone else like that.
In my dreams we fight off death and demons back to back.
you're the moon
to my sky, starless and black,
you're full of light when you laugh, and when you cry I see the earth shatter and
scream.
Engorge yourself on me
you morbid angel and strangle me under the sea with the branches of your grave: a sunken tree