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Yandisa mhlana Feb 2010
Locked in lust with dreams of deception. Tricking my senses to believing she's right next to me. Waking up in the morning in search of her body, only to find a wet sheet and embarresment.

She is to be desired, with curves in her skirt that leave a man lustfuly wired.

She's got me wondering if she's better than desert? Cause my sweet tooth be aching everytime she's moving.

Temptation is clearly in the picture, capturing her essence and describing it as an addiction. Obscene pictures being conjured by the mind, if storing was possible, they would be filed under 'heavenly delight'.

An ****** diety in my temple, worshiping her body as the idol of perfection.

Viewing and inspecting her in class, drooling over my notes when she drops a pencil and picks it up infront of my desk.

Oh how i love to pass those tests, knowing she'll be watching when i'm applaud for being the best.

Will i ever make it into her life? Maybe if i do her homework she might just give me a chance.

Or better yet, even a smile.
Memphis
I have made a relatively
Large mistake
In that
I have taken any of this
Insanity seriously.
For many years
I was tricked into
Playing along with this
Phenomenally ******* up
Box of stones
Being sold
As silver.
Beauty is abundant
And I will live my days
With it.
I will ignore the demons
Who wish to abolish it.
War ******
Greed
Slime
And pukes.
I will no longer
Associate with you.
To me you do not
Exist.
You have lost the battle
For my mind.
You could not capture it with
Television
Propaganda
Schools
Churches
Drugs
Or fictional accounts of history.
You could not contain it with
Science
Institutions
Math
Taxes
Or hysteria.
Although I do posses embarresment
And a little shame
For having paid attention
To you,
I wash my hands
Hold up my head
Adjust my hat
And continue to walk
With a little faith in the soles of my shoes.
Anaid Mar 2021
you look me in the eyes
and tell me that i am selfish
with no remorse or regret in your countenance
that i should be embarrassed
and filled with shame
and yet
when i tell you that you should feel shame
and embarresment
with the way you speak about your issues with my father
in front of your kids
you have no words
and continue rambling about something else
it hurts
doesn't it
to taste what you give out on the daily
i will not apologize
i guess i am different than everyone else in my family
i will not remain quiet
i will not silently endure your verbal abuse
enough is enough
you use your words to inflict emotional wounds
and i will use mine to be more powerful than yours
you created this "monster"
so don't be upset
when your flesh stings when i attack on the defense

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