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  Sep 2017 Psychosa
Jack Jenkins
I think of how good you're going to taste
feeling your heat reach my lips
waiting for you
to stir you up
get you really ******* hot
waiting to fill you all the way to the brim
just add a little cream
to the sugar already in you
& when your fluids hit my mouth
slide down my throat
I know I'm awake and alive
with my morning coffee
//On humor//
What better way to start a morning? ;)
  Sep 2017 Psychosa
Sad Case
Alone, when you walk the halls.
Alone, when you people are around.
Alone, when you cry.
Alone, when you break.
Alone, when you die.
I want to die, I don't need help, I need a hand to hold.
Psychosa Sep 2017
The quiet star once sang to the moon.

It sang of her beauty;
It sang of her light.
It sang of the way she filled the night.

Through the galaxies,
the quiet star sang.

Its voice was of warmed milk and honey,
putting even the moon herself to rest.

Yet the moon belonged to the sun,
and the quiet star was only a song once sung.
  Sep 2017 Psychosa
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we are the wild youth.

with lungs full of ocean water and ribs stained red with sunsets and roses

we have lilacs and honey dripping from our frozen fingertips

with watermelon smiles and candle wax eyes, we pull at our star dusted skin

and howl to the moon.

and with heads full of midnight and our veins swimming in twilight,

we dream our big dreams and pull down the stars, begging for our wishes to

come true
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