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I screamed my name to the wrong kinds
until
you rolled my echo in your palm.
Vocal chords bled but in you
they dare to open,
hum a tune.

Now they sing each morning.
Though I doubt myself, I am glad to be with you.
July 15, 2019
You are my little secret,
and you will be the death of me.

But I am addicted to the taste of you.

To wrap my lips around you.

To take you into my mouth.

To taste you.

Filling my mouth..

I know which way is best.

Just the tip and ****...

I could do this ten times a day,
if you would let me.

Taking you in my mouth,
taking you down as deep as I can.

But I often wish I didn't want it so much.

But I always want more.

Like an addiction.

**** it! you will be the death of me
if I don't give you up.

And at £6.49 for a packet of 18,

you are a very expensive secret.
:o) Giving up smoking is not easy :o)
everyone cheats.
its easy to be easy,
and hard to be real.

it takes a man to be true.

theres no one but you.
Bob went to work
Bob stained his shirt
Bob got upset
Bob's shirt was wet

Bob walked alone
Bob wandered home
Bob's cupboard opened
Bob grabbed his lotion

Bob cooked his meal
Bob couldn't feel
Bob went to bed
Bob feels dead
A satire on poetry about every day life.
When someone steals your works of art, it takes your soul and breaks your heart.
Part of your being is broken and shattered.
Making you feel like you never even mattered.

When someone steals your poems, they take away your words.
Making you feel empty, like your voice goes unheard.
Your head will feel heavy and your mind also lost.
If you share your artwork, it comes at a cost...
Someone on poetfreak stole a poem from me, as well as many others.
Love is such a hard thing to properly explain
How it can make us mad, completely insane
It shatters our hearts, and twists up our brains
It sends all our good sense right down the drain

But love also heals, and it makes us feel bright
It takes all our darkness and shines in its light
It does all it can to make life alright
And sneaks fantasies into our brains at night

If there is one truth in this world that I've ever known of
It's that the best and worst moments in life
      are
           from
                 love
I've found the edge of the world, and I'm just sitting here
looking down into nothing
just endless black
for millions of miles


if I fell,
would I just keep
circling
the planet
endlessly
from the gravitational pull?

I've found the edge of the world.
Columbus was wrong.

The Earth is flat.
 Jan 2015 Syreena Phelps
ryn
Leaf
 Jan 2015 Syreena Phelps
ryn
•    
i've
   witness-
   ed the others
   fall over several
sets•leaving you alone
shivering on a spindly twig
•the winds of autumn had whis-
pered their threats...•to sweep you
off your perch into the world so big
•the season had almost gone to make
way for another•answering the sum-
mons of winter's call•had anticipated
the coming of your departure•...i had  
sworn to myself to catch you as you'd  
fall•for a brief moment, i had turned  
away•to tend to commitments that  
came with dawn...•i returned to  
stay and wait another day...•  
but the wind had come  
while i was
g
o
n  
e•
    
.
I look around here,
And everyone is out of their mind
And it is so clear
That all of those in charge are unkind

The cruelty spread
throughout this place is obscene
And we are all dead
because we're kept so unclean

They just abuse us
so we'll forget who we are
Try to confuse us
to make us ugly and hard

There is no escape
They've got us sealed inside
Behind caution tape
From where our former selves died

They try to shape us
So we'll be just what they need
They beat and **** us
Trying to spread their seed

So we just stay here
All of us are out of our minds
Slowly disappear
into the days inside time
The perfect sets of skin had found their way
To each other and then they began to touch
They didn't really have that much to say
But they intently loved each other very much

Their sounds of sweet love were being screamed
And they instantly melted into just one
This *** was better than any ever dreamed
It went on for hours before it was done

He looked at her and she began to cry
And then she had a fit of vicious sneezes
And now you know that this was why
Her ****** was broken into pieces
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