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before you
I was hitting carts on the occasional weekend
sorta disloyal to my boyfriend
had a hunger for bullets
that were just begging to fly
and everyday, fighting with my mom made me cry

but then you pulled up on the weekends
started showing me a better life
I was falling out of windows and climbing in your car
started going back to your place
******* off that one roommate
and doing **** I've never done before
we might have taken things too far

when you
pulled up and rolled up
we sparked up
and curled up
we never went out
stayed home
and made out

and we crossed a good line or two
or three
but what the hell
it never bothered me
until we cut a good line or two
or three
soon enough I wasn't only smoking ****
I still thinks its funny how you don't like to drink
i know this was meant to be casual
unimposed by emotion
but that isn't rational

because when you hold me tight
and kiss the back of my shoulder
at the end of the night

i feel something that i shouldn't
and i tried to tell you
but i couldn't
Serendipity Nov 2019
She's spilling
forbidden wine
on pieces of gauze
taped to a thigh.
Butcher herself,
like meat on a platter
for bite sized brains
to digest.

She is stainless steel teeth,
she is a strained voice,
she is a fighter,
tired,
but resilient
and giving it
her
all.
Winter Sparrow Nov 2019
You're Active.
One click away.
Just to check in, a simple;
Hello! How are you?

To know if you are thinking of me,
As much as I've been thinking of you.
I want to break the rules.
I was never one to block out my heart.

Not seeing you is killing me.
I thought it would make things easier.
Bit its hopeless.
I want to break all the rules. And come for you.

Take you with me,
Somewhere unknown.
Somewhere only we will know where to find.
And we will start meeting there.

Once every fourth night!
Just you and I.
To exchange tales.
To exchange hugs.
GalileoUniverse Nov 2019
I dreamed of war in a time of peace,
Made love to monsters,
In the belly of the beast,
Changed the drapes and cleared the sheets,

Moved the sofa
Turned down the heat,
Brought him blankets,
Made him eat,
Saw beauty in the eye of the beast,

Drawn to light,
So I let the devil speak,
Brought me pain so unique,
Paid my dues,
I’d never leave,

Celestial matter
that was me
Who fell in love with the beast
People change.
Not necessarily a bad change, but still,
Feelings, wants and needs,
Effect the algorithm, if you will.

Suttle changes to them,
May hit ****** hard to you,
Doesn't stop them caring,
But it can still feel painful, true.

You may crave for them to go back,
Back to the way it was before,
You can try and forget too,
You might even crave them more.

Sometimes personal situations,
And their own hardships are to blame,
Your might too,
But you want them back all the same.

Sometimes its hard to question,
And ask what has changed between us,
But you don't want to fracture what you have now,
Don't want to cause a fuss.

Chemistry.
The complex emotional or psychological interaction between individuals,
Some times the results a great,
Sometimes you mess up the concoction, unintentional.
Winter Sparrow Nov 2019
Its
I know what it is.

Its us talking for hours.
Its us not seeing time pass us by.
Its us thinking of what could be.
Its us wanting to know where it will go.
Its us dreaming, hoping, wondering.
Its us wanting to feel each other.
Its us...

I know what I want.

Its me wanting to kiss you.
Its me wanting to prove myself.
Its me protecting you.
Its me making sure youre all right.
Its me wanting you.
Its me trying to fix things.
Its me...
Manuel John Nov 2019
Would it make any difference if for our love, we died? Punishment
upon us_the sinful but loved. The pride of our desire, the fervour of
our abridged lust, all banished to solitude. Now, only curiosity stands
between us, our naked souls. We, executed for who we are, outcasts
worthy only of each other. Separated and with all elements spawned
against us. Time pulling on our faces and chests and ***** as we fade in
wait. Laws over our heads till we die. We died right from the start. We only grow
now in death. Till we die again, to meet again, to live again, for in my
book the black sheep make the finest wool.
maddie Nov 2019
lie
i know you lied about your forbidden love
had to remove me to have her
broke my heart without restraint
hard to believe i loved a liar
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