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Jack R Fehlmann Jan 2014
Laying naked
Just beside, intertwined
Panting,  smiling,  lieing
another accomplishment of mine
To have it,  take it, ruin
Something so precious as a body
Another meat machine with needs
Deseases,  urges, weakness
Wanting only the fleshy salts and juices
I ****** you,  now you are...
Unless,...
So now if i grab your hair
I, confess these dark lustful urges
Beg, coherse, guilt work
Saddness then there is anger
Hurt,  and insecurity
Childish fear is that as is darwin's
To *******,  filling the vessel
To do as promised,  programmed,  built
So that when i am caught,
My life over and the gurney beneath
Shall an invisible piece remain.
But honestly,  right now...
I am arroused and you can feel it
Open your mouth,  i too gladly taste your fluids
I promise,  our secret,  just one time...
Penetrated and found it lacking
Spine,  self control,  or courage not to trade morals
right then, right there
I had you.
arroused and lost in that maze. What keeps me from giving up its what is strange and something i can not explane it just drags me in for countless days. Searching and thinking of mi strange ways asking miself why dont i find a way out? , why do i stay? theres something withing this maze that just keeps me stunned its not the complexity its the way that its built a structure so well defined and beautyfull that just makes me set still and enjoy my time in the prison that is her mind.
...
..
.



she waded
she waded
in
me
tick
tock
on my
sences
alarm clock tension
we have awoken dragons
just to piper them back
to
me
flutes notes cling to my lips
as i blow to whisper
thunder is
once
again
arroused
lightning has no choice
but to keep the sound from me
yes yes yes we scream
chaos erupts
into
the
streets
here
am
i
playing to the multitude
an sway takes over
gravity has
one
option
but me loose
looking down now
clouds are below me
this tropical paradise
of
mine
dance
with me
dance
me
faded
she waded
?



...
..
.
exhaustion drips
my sweat
beads
?
another rainbow
tears put
on
hold

this weeping on my pillow
she met me under
weeping willows
oh
what
slumbers

spinning with me
in
this
dream

the noises awoke me
here
in
the
canyons


further down the page
you will enter
an
cave

bat drippings
on
the
wall

dim lights from the stars
the moon has yet to be
arroused

sunlight battles from below
there is no distinction from night to day


what is this
an grip on my hand
pulling me
through
what
is
this


my teeth clenched
on my bottom lip
my thirst
is
quenched

pulling me further
what
is
this
on to
?

























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.
six dots
past madness
...
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Moumen ali Mar 2019
Insecurity; is a feeling of uncertainty, a lack of confidence or anxiety about yourself & your abilities...


Insecurities are nothing but impurities to the temple you call your mind..
Cloud your judgement of yourself and sometimes others..
can leave you trapped under the covers..
And not wanting to leave the room.
Cuz you don’t want to see you, you don’t others or even the world to see you, because people have left you to believe that you’re too ugly to be loved..
To weird to be accepted, to crazy to be seen as normal no matter how many people you talk to or how many people tried to tell you different, It won’t change.




These thoughts have glued them selves to your brain,
They’re stuck there, watching them rip away your self-esteem..
Hoping it’s just a dream..
But It’s a curse.

And it’s not like Cinderella or sleeping beauty because you can’t reverse this.
And we all know that you want to...
But these words they haunt you..
Wear you like a coat and flaunt you..
As each and everyday they taunt you..


Insecurities leave you with the lack of trust,, even for yourself..
Screaming for help..
But these insecurities block any sound..
So no inner beauty can be found..
Sniff around for it like a bloodhound..
But under these insecurities the true beauty is bound.

Insecurities leave you not wanting friends because you think they’ll stab you in the back like previous have.
They will leave you constantly worrying about if your (better half) will eventually pack up and leave you for someone else with little to no explanation.


That’s why to all the women out there,, tear these insecurities down..
Tear them down because they got the best of you..
Told yourself, “Without a guy, I’m just so empty inside..”
Dying to hear “I love you”, and eventually you did..
But you became nothing to be his all.

You see.
Some women get pretty and accessorize..
Tryna’ access our hearts, but they access our eyes..
Value beauty over brains, then have the nerve to be surprised..
When men disregard their thoughts just to analyze their thighs.


Men are arroused by their senses, but women do not sense it...
Spending cents to buy scents to find love,
it’s so senseless.


So please . set your standards.
NO ifs, ands or buts.
If you keep falling for buttholes, then stop showing off your ****..
Do you keep falling for losers? Then start being a winner..
Tired of being used for your body? Stop falling for sinners..
Seek godly men, Yes they got swag too.
BETTER YET, be a women.. let godly men seek you.

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