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  Nov 2017 Lily
A Thomas Hawkins
Never fall in love with a poet
for their words are sometimes lies
on occasions they're a shield
on occasions a disguise

They will take you on a journey
upon which they bare their soul
in a bid to ease your burdens
in a bid to make you whole

But in every word they choose
for the stories that they tell
lies a little piece of heaven
and a little piece of hell

Tormented souls we poets are
sometimes quite broken and despaired
in search of lost expressions
missed by others who once cared

Never fall in love with a poet
unless you're prepared to share their pain
to hold them close on the darkest nights
over and again
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Lily Nov 2017
your hand runs up my thigh
i'm flushed
your hand feels under my shirt
i'm counting the seconds in my head
you unclasp my bra
i'm enveloped by goosebumps
you notice i'm nervous
i'm beyond nervous
you tell me everything's ok
i'm alone
you pick my cherry
i get nothing in return
Lily Nov 2017
scrape off my rust
ride me like i'm new
with a layer of varnish
i could be too
Lily Nov 2017
the lust is gone.
I know your mannerisms
and your cute face can no longer compensate
for your sad lack of likability
god would I love to love you
now that the lust has gone.
Lily Nov 2017
do i taste sweet
like a child's candy
or sour
like fermented apples
do you love me
like you said
or am i a tease
either way i refuse to believe.
please don't say you love me
Lily Nov 2017
Sitting in the shower
High under the porch
A ponder before bed
message at midnight
Regret in the morn
Eyecontact *****
Intention ellipses
Godsent personal hell
Lily Nov 2017
I am just naive
Everyone is.
No god can cure
Your own need for
       Sad approval
lemmeget ughhhh
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