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Hanef Alinor Jan 2018
He hurts me while he's smiling
I would die just to feel his pain
His warmth is what I'm aching
I'd dance in his stormy rain

My skin and bones are trembling
Not in fear but in sinful pleasure
The liquor and sweat are reeking
His rancid aroma that I treasure

The one thing people are saying
Is to abandon my lust for him
I know he's the only one I'm craving
So I pretend he loves me in my dream

I'll receive his every demons and light
Just for him to come to me everynight
****, I was a little too emotional tonight. So I ended up writing this poem.
sf Dec 2017
sun-kissed dewy skins,
lovely sugar lips
adorn me, oh baby,
angel stolen kisses,
feel my heart aching,
tingly ugly bruises.

stealing daises from
your garden,
watch you kiss that demon.
heaven blessed us baby,
feel your stares, so deadly.

read you like a poem,
love you like a rhythm,
darling i'd die for you
a thousand songs i'd
sing for you.

just let me take your hand,
show you a little bit of light,
baby, we'll be ******.
walk me through the night.

watch you kiss that demon,
paint myself in crimson.
baby let me love you,
baby let me kiss you.

what a sweet, sweet angel,
but sadly, in love
with a demon.
sweet, sweet angel. why'd you love a demon?
red shoes
cracked heel
a woman
folded in the shade
broken
or roughly interrupted


it was a caress
it was a kiss
it was a hug
it was love
it's a punch
it's a grin
it's scary
it’s infected love
my blind love
your sick love
it was air and light
it's metal flavor in my mouth
kicks in my belly
vomited words
our guilty love
hypnotic poison


yes
you can!  
**** me.
**** me !  
but  
before  
my eyes close
in the eternal darkness!  
please!
line to me  
I need the darkness in your eyes  
please !  
give me  
a last beautiful oblivion!



I lie
motionless
cold dirt  above me
badly thrown with the ****
wet  
by tears of those who loved me
your tears
your guilty love
there’s no more light
for me cold corpse
a flower into my hand
withered
food for worms
my end
your          END

                                       you, interrupted
                                          interrupted.
                                            your skin
                                            your eyes
                                           your heart
                                                off.
                                             un-love
                                          your tyrant
                                        too much love
                                          your mate
                                          closed eyes
                                            my fault
                                              hush
                                           my useless
                                             silent cry
no more
                                                       I wait
                                                       I wait
                                                       I wait
                                                       then
                                                       I die
Shadowhollow Apr 2017
I close my eyes thinking of a love long lost
A couple who were once star crossed
Now they are as cold as ice
Giving there body out , no more than twice
Why must it end so tragically?
It happened automatically
How could they not see
That there life has become ******
But no
Maybe they like putting on a show
Maybe they like the attention
Maybe they need some satisfaction
I'm not sure
I know there life is hard to endure
They are at amis
Because I know now I never want a love like this .
I hope they realise what a bad influence there love is one day .  But maybe it's for the best that they never do .
Shadowhollow Mar 2017
You are my own sin ,
All we do is run ,
Isn't it fun?
I feel you in my veins ,
It electrifies everyone of my cells,
My drug ,
Better than ******* ,
Better than heroine,
But when I wake up ,
Where are you ?
Sometimes I doubt your even real,
Then you come back ,
My drug,
But when I hear the door close ,
I know this time ,
That your not coming back ,

At least that's what I tell myself ,
But deep down I know ,
That I can never quit you .
mi Feb 2017
You stuck to me
Like coffee stains on my shirt and
Like paint under my fingernails;
I could romanticize your pressence as much as I want
But the truth is that you are nothing but filth.

I wanted to wash you and
All the memories we've made
But I just can't seem to scrub you away.
I tried and tried and tried
Until my eyes were red
Until my knuckles were bruised
Until I sank to my bed
Until I drowned in *****
Until my body was dead.

But, it was too late to wash off the filth and dust
That you made me believe, were glitter and fluff
For you have seeped into the deepest crevices of my life
To spread your virus of lovely lies.

You made me think that bacteria was dopamine
And this disease was love.
d.j.
Shadowhollow Feb 2017
Golden light surrounded her ,
It engulfed her ,
She grew wings ,
As she played on swings ,
She was always an angel,
Always his angel ,
And as she died ,
She new he'd hide ,
As she drowned in him ,
She knew this would be her last sin ,
Her last fight ,
Tonight ,
Sins were forgiven and forgotten,
As she lay wrapped up in Cotten ,
He dumped her in a river ,
As he fled with a shiver ,
Her last sin ,
Was him ,
She was always his angel ,
Always and forever.
This is not about me I just thought I'd write another sad poem but not revolved around me .
*******!  In my mind a hundred times a day it caws,
A black and flapping creature hopping awkwardly
Across the even furrow of my love.
Dining on the choicest seed, uncovering the rest,
Making sure no crop will ever flourish here,
As I stand and gaze,
Too weary from the endless days of planting all alone,
Too hungry from the meals I've missed to care,
I turn into an ineffective scarecrow
Who just watches.
                        LJM
Kewayne Wadley Nov 2016
Today before it rains, I'll big a big boat and sail away in irregular sleeves.
Big floppy ones that hang below my wrists.
Cut little slits to slide my thumbs in.
Then I'll buy a telescope and peer through the wrong end,
Thinking far left when everything seems so right.
Sailing in a pool of rain on the perfect day.
Of all the things I brought from the store.
I still find myself being the main ingredient of a certain stew.
For each drop that will fall I will smile.
Maybe a tad bit old fashion. But who else can see things exactly as I do.
Splashing my shoes in odd shaped puddles.
Today before it rains, I'll think of something a bit more subtle.
Something a bit more complex.
Hell I didn't have anything else better to do so I thought of you.
Wondering exactly what you'll look like from the other end of the telescope.
So far today has been strange.
Buying a boat for no particular reason.
Seeking kaleidoscopes and telescopes,
Waddling my wrists around in odd fitting sleeves.
Climbing aboard my boat waiting on the rain to pour.
By chance if I were to see you on today of all days, and you were to ask why.
My reply would possibly be the most simplest thing I've ever said.
Taking nothing odd out of context, Or the extra length added to my sleeves.
I'd simply reply.
Hopefully sail away from you.
The telescope was just to distract you
Erin Nicole Nov 2016
I thought I was gone. Thought you took my heart with.
Turns out you weren't even the one who had it. He did. My best friend. The one I'd go to about you. The one that threatened you and never left my side.
I love him. Not you. Never did truly love you as I thought.
I thought i lot of things that turned out to be false but I am sure about him. He is  caring, loving, sweet, truthful. All thing you'll never be.
I would say I am over you but honestly one good look of you know and I realized there was nothing TO get over. haha. Now bye. Friends right ******?
Truth hurt don't it. Well for some people.
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