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"driped" poems
Heaven is on earth When you are away from my side I felt like the hell is on  earth, When you slowly touched  my body I felt like first rain in the desert, When you lightly kissed on  my lips I felt like the first dewdrops on grass When you lied down on my bed side I felt like  sea **********  the  shore When you pulled down  to embrace I felt like moonlight driped into dark When we both shared life together I felt that heaven is on earth WILLIAMSJI www.williamsji.com www.moonmakers.com www.williamsmaveli.com
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Jul 9, 2012
Jul 9, 2012 at 9:09 PM UTC
Heaven is on Earth
Never admitted to himself what a mom's pretty pet he was Her temple of love and respect, her perky boy, with good Grades, her scholar and a domesticated noble manners boy. Yet, he despised her, ******* her off, later in his beard years For laziness driped into the marrow of his every to-morrow Always begging for at least his ancient fathers note briefcase. So was his splendid life fulfilled with perfumes of the day Briefly inhaled and never consumed on a precious bronze Skin of his brilliant assistant, who lurked uncontrollably Into his daydreams distressing him from the deep naps. Usually taken after the joint of young male people naming Themselves the "Liquid Seductive Democratic Wild Bunch."
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Aug 15, 2015
Aug 15, 2015 at 5:35 PM UTC
LSD~WB
as birds fly across the sky i remember how i used to fly taking the air by the reins and riding it to the sunset as i took you in my hand and on my arm you flew beside me braking barriers and as the blood driped i remembered how much i loved the smell of roses but more so i loved the touch of a thorn on the floor in my bedroom with nothing but my blood and your wispers saying "give me more" explaining to me why i'm worthless without you what else to do but believe it? but i was caught in time to realize this should not have been the end so goodbye to my hollow bird i can never fly again
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Jun 19, 2014
Jun 19, 2014 at 2:30 AM UTC
soar
I walk down a dark alley to wich my conccerns looks like my past the blood that driped down the walls felt apart of me is this a dream or is this really MY reality neither can be true but from the day i meet you i knew this could be really true
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Apr 7, 2012
Apr 7, 2012 at 8:26 PM UTC
Is it?