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Kathleen M Jun 2015
I've got a craving
A craving to feel the ground beneath my feet
To cover as many miles as I can
I've got to get out
get away
Distance the only measure of progress
Detach and disappear
Clean break
Amputation without a phantom itch
So tired of this steel and glass cage
City structures and the suffocating stench of decline
I feel it in every pore and cell
Run
I feel the decay devouring me
Get out of this poisonous atmosphere
Before it kills you
Styles Jun 2015
I'm under your skin,
running through your mind
ticking like your heart beat,
locking in sync with time.
The cravings never ends,
what's yours is mine.
pain becomes pleasure;
its my pleasure; its fine.
the thought never
far from your mind.
It's not enough to say that I'd like you for dinner
You're far too pretty for that
Look at your hair so silky and the colour of goat fat
You're too pure for my taste
Too sweet for this sinner
But against my knife you feel so great
Will you moan for me when I make incisions
I am one hell of a skinner
For tonight you are one of my best decisions
And your head will make a grand hat
saranade May 2015
My pretty friend, the definition,
...a Chopin-esque romantic, needing intervention
frantically resilient, a mere honorable mention
...burning for forgiveness with hypertension
Craving your redemption.

In the secret section you mention
...there's tension in your confession
another missed connection
...misled by another's deception
the impression on the connection
...a misconception on another selection
rejection is a whole new obsession
...this seventh dimension perception
the impression is to employ prevention.

Because Attention Attention!!
...need I not mention
there's no landing affections
...just internal tension
my infection is your retention
...misappropriation.
......misapprehension.
Rejection
BarelyABard Apr 2015
A mere bite won’t satiate the shadow.
The smallest morsel can’t fill its appetite.
The hunger never ends and we’re precisely what it craves.
We shed a tear, the shadow sets the table.
We clench our fists; the shadow grips a fork.
We cower in fear; the shadow licks its lips …
Our dreams go great with wine,
and our hope is picked by toothpicks.
A portion of you is never enough.
It wants to pick you apart
piece by piece,
and leave your bones for the
dogs at his feet.
Ayin Azores Apr 2015
CX
Pull me closer
Reach deeper
Don't scream
Just breathe

Touch my soul
Find my bones
Kiss my tears
Hide my fears

Dance with me
Dream with me
Come fly with me
Love me
Ayin Azores Apr 2015
I crave for your flesh
I crave for your scent
I crave for the warmth of your body

I want to feel you
I want to taste your soul
I want you to taste mine too

Let me hold you
Let me kiss you
Let me love you
Raizel Sep 2014
What I am is low and pathetic
This world is cold and ugly
What i am is just madness
Close your eyes
I'll be right there

What you are is young and lovely
I'm just the boogie man
What you are is just perfection
Close your eyes
I'll be right there.
Let me be your only nightmare.
To A.
Do you still dream of me?
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