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 Sep 2018 Kevin Swiney
emnabee
The poet lives two lives.
One on the outside,
And one in their mind.

When you look in their eyes
You could see an abyss.

If you looked long enough
You could sink into it.

But most people don’t see it.

Take the time to read the words, though,
And you would know for sure.

The poet lives in two different worlds.
A little escape from the madness.
Or maybe, into.
 Sep 2017 Kevin Swiney
T R H
Don't try to love me
I'll eat you alive.
Don't try.
Don't.
Try.

Don't get too close
You might catch my sickness
See the one thing that will make me happy
Is the one thing I'll consistently push away.
I'll do everything in my power
To make **** sure you won't stay.

I'm a monster,
A plague, a disease.
I don't deserve love
I don't deserve anything.
You can't save me.
Trust me, you'll leave.
They always leave.

So don't try to love me
I'll eat you alive
Don't try.
Don't.

Please try.
My words now
Seem only
Adequate
But I cannot seem to adequately
Put into words
What I want to say.
 Sep 2017 Kevin Swiney
Hailey
i know
you don't
love me
but i
like to
pretend that
you do
 Sep 2017 Kevin Swiney
Hailey
you tell me what
i want to hear
when you are
on top of me
 Sep 2017 Kevin Swiney
Emmalee
He placed his hand around my neck,
He whispered, "say my name."
But the most confusing part is that
I didn't know his name at all.

Although I didn't know his name,
I didn't care in the very least.
I wanted his body, on top of mine,
Just like I had in my dreams.

He still gripped my neck,
But rather than fear,
Lust shivered down my spine
And my lips quivered for more.

My eyes filled with passion,
And my legs clenched in the air
As his whispers went from my neck
Down to my thighs.

What a high this feeling was,
What adrenaline this offered.
I admired the beauty of my fingers
Wrapped around his scalp.

And for a moment, just for one,
I lost myself.
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