#hubby - Hello Poetry

This trap is filled with poetic tricks… Sorry, but I knew it… I can sense your devilish intention, Through your charms But I'm still there… close to your heart, trying to Teach it how to be kind and harmless… Also, still, This pain is familiar. Those tricks are similar. But I got used to horrific nightmares… I would not ask you to stop. I would keep my midnight prayers For the earth to make a safe crack Between our contradictory intentions… Go home; leave me for my beautiful nightmares and that ancient level of pain. I’m totally fine with them.

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Sep 9, 2023

Sep 9, 2023 at 12:33 PM UTC

ThePoeticKira

His poetic tricks

This trap is filled with poetic tricks… Sorry, but I knew it… I can sense your devilish intention, Through your charms But I'm still there… close to your heart, trying to Teach it how to be kind and harmless… Also, still, This pain is familiar. Those tricks are similar. But I got used to horrific nightmares… I would not ask you to stop. I would keep my midnight prayers For the earth to make a safe crack Between our contradictory intentions… Go home; leave me for my beautiful nightmares and that ancient level of pain. I’m totally fine with them.

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a husband and wife maybe with 3 kids, in a cottage house or a cabin in the woods, like the one we made up like the one we say we'll run away to when we were tired of existing it has ivy leaves grown on its walls it would tell its history - everyone who lived there they were helplessly in love just like we were just like everyone told us when we're oblivious when our time was infinite we had nothing to lose we wore our hearts on our sleeves our love was made for books and people were romanticizing us but this was the past, a long long time ago. time flies, my mother said, old habits die hard luv when are you going to learn to control your heart? to control your words? because there will be a day where all you'll think about is what you've done from what you've promised him, it will be your inevitable doom so choose your words wisely choose the ones you tell you love them, the ones who stay.

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May 6, 2022

May 6, 2022 at 10:21 AM UTC

onebluepeony

what we could've been

a husband and wife maybe with 3 kids, in a cottage house or a cabin in the woods, like the one we made up like the one we say we'll run away to when we were tired of existing it has ivy leaves grown on its walls it would tell its history - everyone who lived there they were helplessly in love just like we were just like everyone told us when we're oblivious when our time was infinite we had nothing to lose we wore our hearts on our sleeves our love was made for books and people were romanticizing us but this was the past, a long long time ago. time flies, my mother said, old habits die hard luv when are you going to learn to control your heart? to control your words? because there will be a day where all you'll think about is what you've done from what you've promised him, it will be your inevitable doom so choose your words wisely choose the ones you tell you love them, the ones who stay.

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They all say I love you... but the question is do any of them really mean it? I guess what i'm asking you, Jordan ..... are you mines or am I sharing you?

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Mar 1, 2017

Mar 1, 2017 at 2:58 AM UTC

Bunhead17

1:55 Am

They all say I love you... but the question is do any of them really mean it? I guess what i'm asking you, Jordan ..... are you mines or am I sharing you?

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Could of filled a thousand times Up I went, opened that loose pink hole Must have felt like air between thighs. - But you were always wanting more in-kind Up it went did you feel anything inside Could say I was small I was 9 inches 2 wide Keep it coming fill you up, my sacks gave too much Empty shrivelled bags seeds sewn now only dust Till the next time my **** *** Bucket love.

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Sep 4, 2015

Sep 4, 2015 at 6:40 PM UTC

poetic-t

*** Bucket..

Could of filled a thousand times Up I went, opened that loose pink hole Must have felt like air between thighs. - But you were always wanting more in-kind Up it went did you feel anything inside Could say I was small I was 9 inches 2 wide Keep it coming fill you up, my sacks gave too much Empty shrivelled bags seeds sewn now only dust Till the next time my **** *** Bucket love.

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