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Pushing me
Back against a wall
Hot
S
H
O
R
T
Breath
Heavy on my neck
Silver slivery moonlight
Across aging boards
Buttons flying
Tie loose
Passion
Jolts like red
across my brain
Screaming hot
Love and Beauty
A flash
The hot
Heavy
Up and
down
of
Passion
LOve
PAIN

R  S  I  D  F  B
E  E  N A L  O
D  E  T  R O  A
     P  O K O  R
     S          R  D
                     S
traveling
d
o
w
n

S
    T
        E
             P
                 S
Like a crimson
R  V  E  
      I         R
A WATER
F
A
L
L
.
.
.
.
OF DELIGHT
OF PLEASURE
OF PAIN

ᵀʰᵉʸ ʳᵉᵃˡˡʸ ᵃʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵃᵐᵉ
E  T  N  L
V  E  W E
O  E  O  V
L  W D  A
     S        R
                T
&
TₑlL
ME
if there really is a
HELL
This one's just weird but I wanted to try my hand at shape poems top is supposed to look vaugely like a knife

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