He's there Reaching that hand out In disguise of a fellow man
Grabbing you into his world Shinning that smile That hides his cynicals
His eyes full of wonder in the person you are His lies locked behind what seemed to be truth in those gems of irises Longing in a sickening desire
Love burns you alive from what seeps from him Painless, numbed by the blindness of love He holds you like you've never had before
He's there Glimmering shards of white lights The pits of fire in those wonderment of eyes Vemon seep from the tounge.
I found this in my files, having no remembrance of writing it, but it was in my files, so I guess i wrote it. Never finished it. Not even sure what i was really going for besides a man who lies behind perfection.
I’m running low on supply. My system is weakening, I can no longer be of service.
It’s an emergency!! I need to treat myself and return equipped for a better appointment. I’m shutting down. I’m running out of time and will power.
It’s an emergency! Is there anyone who can help me regain strength? For this appointment is exhausting. I’m looking for a durable support system that would never run dry. This one is squeezing the life out of me. This one is rendering me “dripless”
I lie motionless in this mahogany coffin wrapped in purple silk cold earth above me badly thrown with the **** wet by salty tears of those who loved me your tears your guilty love there’s no more light nor heat for me cold corpse a flower into my hand withered rotted food for worms my end your end
I feel you in Every drop of sweat Dripping from my body this salty this moist love my only remedy every time we touch I rejuvenate I'm a newborn baby fresh raw and ready for new woes new sarrows for mind slavery again and fain my death shall be by your hands **** me softly with your lust your passion, your desire until I leave you out out of my memory