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"hypnotized" poems
She was only seventeen In a town called Mexicali Purple lipstick, hair dyed green Wouldn't let her leave without me And she liked things obscene That I won't talk about here But her **** you wouldn't believe, So I had to keep her around... **My marijuana girl, my marijuana girl Her eyes lit up When I lit up My marijuana girl My marijuana girl, my marijuana girl Smoky dreams and tequila screams...** ...My Marijuana Girl... She was a wild thing indeed Life carried by the wind A little wink is all she needs To drive a holy man to sin My bloodshot eyes were hypnotized My head started to spin She can blow you up or calm your heart Like nitroglycerine **My marijuana girl, my marijuana girl Her eyes lit up When I lit up My marijuana girl My marijuana girl, my marijuana girl Smoky dreams and tequila screams...** ...My Marijuana Girl... *Mi chica marijuana My marijuana girl*
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May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 8:33 PM UTC
Marijuana Girl
He is; caving in her walls, raising up her hips tighten his grips, pulling her into him crashing her body into his like waterfalls her jaw drops as he massages her walls motioned by her motions his motions are stirred up with deep emotions It lifts her up to give him a rise their thirsty bodies capitalize on the synchronized ride eyes closed like they are hypnotized her peaks climbing the highest of highs temperature rising, fire between her thighs her soothing heat, his body mesmerized she came so hard even he is satisfied
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Jan 26, 2018
Jan 26, 2018 at 10:52 PM UTC
Swimfan
The darkness is lightened By the stars in the sky And I am not frightened With you by my side You hold my hand As we lie in the grass We talk about our favorite bands And things from our past We discuss the earth, moon, and sun And the origins of life We wonder why people use guns And why there is so much strife You stare into my eyes Moonlight twinkles in yours For a moment we are hypnotized Then the rain starts to pour Both of us laugh We leap off the ground The sky shows its wrath And you twirl me around With your hands on my waist We enjoy the refreshing shower I can feel our hearts race And the world feels like ours
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Oct 15, 2012
Oct 15, 2012 at 6:58 PM UTC
Nighttime
[Verse 1] Monster sized swag; not modest bout my splendor Marvel at the flag and I'm the ultimate avenger Buck Rodgers, D-Bird yep I'm the number one contender, So I gotta uphold this rep of bein uncontrollable so I'll take the lead, I hold the world beneath my feet I'm a fiend, elite Haze so cloudy cause I be blowin Swisher Sweets Drug addiction is my disease It's my expertise See here's the masterpiece: Raps lobotomize I'm traumatized since 1993 [Verse 2] Victimized by the lies of this trifilin enterprise You can front but you can't hide There's no fault behind your eyes So I hope this insult will suffice It should come as no surprise A grin will spread across my face From side to side My ***** mouth will mesmerize hypnotized, memorize the words that escape my lips I'm a degenerate unabridged uncut You're a ************* **** Go hang yourself from a bridge Here's a rope, I hope you choke ******* ******* smoochie smoochie Only chains you got is Gucci Y’all basic brothers rep that set But fake like that 2chi [Verse 3] man I get so high, Now watch me get higher Watch me take flight As my wings soar skyward You know I'ma fighter So watch me take my place As I eat this rap game up and then spit it in your face Now pass me a lighter see me rollin while I bake I mean I'm not a pastry maker, but I still bake for the sake My rhymes are so ill They're gonna make you sick I be tweetin on my twitter While Betty Crocker ***** my **** uh [Verse 4] Reid between the lines son and please proceed with caution Alien splittin kilos, I be one tweaked ****** martian I'm five steps ahead and these haters ****** forfeit You four feet tall and I'm so high I'm in ****** orbit Make these snitches sleep with fishes How ****** vicious spittin mischief ****** trippin out these hypocrites Dishin out these disses which Bein inconsiderate in this fast paced game of chase But if I wanted to catch your drama I'd just go check my facebook page *****
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Nov 11, 2013
Nov 11, 2013 at 3:30 AM UTC
Masterpiece
[Verse 1] Monster sized swag; not modest bout my splendor Marvel at the flag and I'm the ultimate avenger Buck Rodgers, D-Bird yep I'm the number one contender, So I gotta uphold this rep of bein uncontrollable so I'll take the lead, I hold the world beneath my feet I'm a fiend, elite Haze so cloudy cause I be blowin Swisher Sweets Drug addiction is my disease It's my expertise See here's the masterpiece: Raps lobotomize I'm traumatized since 1993 [Verse 2] Victimized by the lies of this trifilin enterprise You can front but you can't hide There's no fault behind your eyes So I hope this insult will suffice It should come as no surprise A grin will spread across my face From side to side My ***** mouth will mesmerize hypnotized, memorize the words that escape my lips I'm a degenerate unabridged uncut You're a ************* **** Go hang yourself from a bridge Here's a rope, I hope you choke ******* ******* smoochie smoochie Only chains you got is Gucci Y’all basic brothers rep that set But fake like that 2chi [Verse 3] man I get so high, Now watch me get higher Watch me take flight As my wings soar skyward You know I'ma fighter So watch me take my place As I eat this rap game up and then spit it in your face Now pass me a lighter see me rollin while I bake I mean I'm not a pastry maker, but I still bake for the sake My rhymes are so ill They're gonna make you sick I be tweetin on my twitter While Betty Crocker ***** my **** uh [Verse 4] Reid between the lines son and please proceed with caution Alien splittin kilos, I be one tweaked ****** martian I'm five steps ahead and these haters ****** forfeit You four feet tall and I'm so high I'm in ****** orbit Make these snitches sleep with fishes How ****** vicious spittin mischief ****** trippin out these hypocrites Dishin out these disses which Bein inconsiderate in this fast paced game of chase But if I wanted to catch your drama I'd just go check my facebook page *****
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*You're surrounded with glamour and bright lights; Of screaming girls and busy nights; with your voice, I was mesmerized; with your beauty, I was hypnotized. I want you to notice me; But I know that's impossible For I am just another fan And you're a star that sparkle; Too much of a distance; I can't conquer.*
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Jun 9, 2015
Jun 9, 2015 at 2:18 PM UTC
poem of a fangirl
I feel as though I am losing you to a snake. One who's venom has the ability to warp your mind. I feel as though I am losing your heart to its bite. A strong overpowering sensation of pure manipulation. I feared that when I awoke this morning you would no long be mine, but in fact hypnotized by every scale and slither. And while you are still resting soundly, arms wrapped around me, She whispered in your ear last night. (i. r)
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Apr 5, 2014
Apr 5, 2014 at 1:21 PM UTC
Manipulation
I want to get on my knee I want to make you mine I feel more secure when you are tied Put a ring on your finger? Baby, I won’t be satisfied I want you so badly I’m obsessed, and you are hypnotized Never a day I don’t wonder how we’ve got drowned in this love and crime Guess that’s what people say I’m your longing You fulfill my appetite I can only see love Through your throbbing veins on your sternal line I can only hear love Through the screaming and crying When you are chocked by the chain When you are hopeless and frightened I know I’ve loved you right No one else matters Nothing else shines Your existence means more than my life But baby I’d only get on my knee when you die
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Oct 2, 2016
Oct 2, 2016 at 11:49 PM UTC
Proposal
Smooth as silk on soft crimson sheets Sliding and gliding in unison Rhythmic hearts beating Nothing in comparison The heat splashes in waves Our minds in a daze Lost in intertwined bodies Skin on skin, lips on lips Tongues soothing like wine Electricity at our finger tips Wrapped up and warm But oh so paralyzed Lost in the others eyes Totally hypnotized Dancing to our own beat Singing our own ****** tune Words all spicy and sweet The ending will come too soon The beat gets faster, we move as a whole Locked together as one soul Sweating, panting, barely able to breathe Eyes lock, arm tightens Sensations move as a prefect one Space around sudden lightens The dream is finally done
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Jun 3, 2014
Jun 3, 2014 at 8:55 AM UTC
****** Fantasy
*I magine Icarus C reatively carving his dream A **** the soft features and R idges as strong as his beliefs, lays U nderneath an innocent soul S tranded in a fantasy.             Icarus Flying towards the heavens Embellishing the sky with pearl like wings Caressing Icarus, soaring passionately. His own hero in his eyes.             Icarus Glances up, suddenly hypnotized By the gleaming sphere of light. The innocent splash- Tasting the bitter, revolting sea. Swallowed whole without notice With the sound of silence as Icarus now soars freely with the angels.
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Apr 7, 2013
Apr 7, 2013 at 7:53 PM UTC
Icarus
Play that melody for me And whisper in my ears You don't know it but you saw right through me and my worst fears The game I was playing was in your court Frozen still from your spell, I could not hide or run anymore And you are toxic, but it is just what I need Because you are beautiful especially when you scream or bleed Enticing is your magic, mesmerized and hypnotized with tricks Pure euphoria, I cannot help but love it Blinking fading lights in a dark room is where I get my fix Your pain is also my pain For it is a pleasure in me to see you crying in the rain Through chaos and order, your eyes ask for more But you are taken and everyone wants some of you The most elegant witch, a black widow crawling on a floor You are just a lost little girl seeking a home You are the witch but all your black clothes cannot cover your empty soul I can see all the universe through my reflection in your eyes Green emerald with a hint a blue liberates the waterfall of tears from your cries I will search for you again through the skies of time Somewhere between the seas and the mountains I can conquer all and make you mine
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Sep 24, 2018
Sep 24, 2018 at 1:34 AM UTC
Iseo
Saturated in steely blue clutches, sweating from the 75 degree Georgia night strung up and washed out with a serpent woman that keeps bringing on the blight Singing you a song of bliss and blinders. A big brick red boot on your neck and a green collar that reads The Gardens ***** The Garden takes the taxes tightens up the lead and never relaxes Hit ya where ya like, the pain is disguised, leather tastes like candy, The Gardens got ya hypnotized. Your late night camping sight attracts the moon light parasite, that acolyte of appetite, Tonight your the Gardens Delight You wanna run but she's got those hooks between your shoulder blades feeling like an inexorable **** of silk, smoke and skin. She gives you every thing you need, Fountain heads of intemperance and black out nights Whole streets smelling like grease and charcoal charbroils Men and women of dexterous lechery, feverous severance, and generous deference Crystals for your cranium, high altitude dives and the lowest lows. A cacophony of any entertainment you might want or need, just as long as its seedy. The Garden keeps blinders on your head to make sure you can't see anything she doesn't want you to. Try to remove em and the punishment is usually severe. She might give you the greatest loves you've ever known and turn em to photographs, blot em with LSD and trip you out on memories. And when you come back to what you think reality is she'll take those photographs and burn em up right in your face and leave you asking if any of it really happened while feeling like it was the realest thing that ever has. She'll break you and build you up, build you up and break you worse. A cycle of bad things feeling real good. The Garden will do everything in her power to keep you right here. But if you can get all those straps and tight leather off, all those hooks and chains.. If you can escape her steely blue clutches,, You'll finally see how wrong you've been done, and your still gonna want her back in some strange way.. but you might start to heal.... But know this. No matter where you might run off to, You'll still be hearing The Garden City call. That siren song of bliss and blinders.
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Mar 23, 2017
Mar 23, 2017 at 4:27 AM UTC
Augusta, GA
Saturated in steely blue clutches, sweating from the 75 degree Georgia night strung up and washed out with a serpent woman that keeps bringing on the blight Singing you a song of bliss and blinders. A big brick red boot on your neck and a green collar that reads The Gardens ***** The Garden takes the taxes tightens up the lead and never relaxes Hit ya where ya like, the pain is disguised, leather tastes like candy, The Gardens got ya hypnotized. Your late night camping sight attracts the moon light parasite, that acolyte of appetite, Tonight your the Gardens Delight You wanna run but she's got those hooks between your shoulder blades feeling like an inexorable **** of silk, smoke and skin. She gives you every thing you need, Fountain heads of intemperance and black out nights Whole streets smelling like grease and charcoal charbroils Men and women of dexterous lechery, feverous severance, and generous deference Crystals for your cranium, high altitude dives and the lowest lows. A cacophony of any entertainment you might want or need, just as long as its seedy. The Garden keeps blinders on your head to make sure you can't see anything she doesn't want you to. Try to remove em and the punishment is usually severe. She might give you the greatest loves you've ever known and turn em to photographs, blot em with LSD and trip you out on memories. And when you come back to what you think reality is she'll take those photographs and burn em up right in your face and leave you asking if any of it really happened while feeling like it was the realest thing that ever has. She'll break you and build you up, build you up and break you worse. A cycle of bad things feeling real good. The Garden will do everything in her power to keep you right here. But if you can get all those straps and tight leather off, all those hooks and chains.. If you can escape her steely blue clutches,, You'll finally see how wrong you've been done, and your still gonna want her back in some strange way.. but you might start to heal.... But know this. No matter where you might run off to, You'll still be hearing The Garden City call. That siren song of bliss and blinders.
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in the heart of the night a slice of moonlight cascading beckoned i rouse its mesmerizing lure gently stirs a hazy remembrance entranced from shadows i emerge hearkening its echo you’re dreaming awaken its shimmering light engulfed me prying open my stubborn eyes in the onyx darkness its silver glow enticed me outside i stood silent whilst glistening dewdrops danced on my toes a sterling lunar crescent enlightening midnight softly serenades me wake up life’s a trance you’re hypnotized mesmerized in an ocean of emptiness i heard a celestial orb calling and ne’er slept again ©2016janetaylor
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May 22, 2016
May 22, 2016 at 7:23 AM UTC
the moon serenades me
they never care what's going on Just want to know and play along. They'll tell you anything to show they "care" But in the end they're never there. All they want is drama. Want to know your business to go off and share. Fake people, manakins everywhere, See your secrets filling in the air, they stare, they glare, they all look at you. You want to run away to the place you feel you can be real. Pass them ignore their eyes. Their looks of thrill is hypnotized. Hurry toss that penny into the wishing well. And pray for god to reveal which ones are real Hurry don't waste your time. Remember they're the ones who lied. Who said they cared, then later talk behind your back Get mad! Go ahead attack! Make sure they know whose going to get the last laugh. That snitch Keep in mind revenge is a ***** It hurts to see your friends are the same. As the fake ones are playin along with their silly games. Just laughing and whispering in each others ears. Now they see you and want to be friends. They're just going to neglect you in the end. Face your fears and hide away your tears. Just remember all those years, Weren't worth all the tears.
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Feb 19, 2014
Feb 19, 2014 at 10:38 PM UTC
Fake people
walking through the woods i was surrounded by a plethora of golden bronze amber leaves tumbling in the wind sparkling with a star fire that evanesced from their jagged edges upon their descent.  i stood entranced, mesmerized, utterly hypnotized by their glorious magnificence.  i observed with intensity as a golden bronze amber leaf never having been attached to the majestic tree had no need to let go but gently released.  feeling no trepidation it wholly lacked desire for manipulation to control the forces of the wind.  i watched in awe and wonder realizing that it never disengaged from the tree knowing that separation is an illusion; it simply became the wind.  whirling it shimmered in the autumn sun as it wafted with no need for reins allowing its destination to unfold.  gingerly cascading it settled tenderly on the ground resting comfortably in ambivalence.  i sensed it did not cringe when it was picked up by an unsuspecting boot but intuitively knew immediately that it was being carried and dropped off serendipitously at an auspicious location.  i listened to it intently and drank in its essence as it simply lay in being not obsessing over what would happen consequent but sat in sheer stillness seemingly encompassing all totality.  i was stunned to see that it lingered without judgment in undivided clarity for what wild synchronicity would come.  it quenched its thirst in mystery while being completely at home in uncertainty.  the golden bronze amber leaf seemed one with all that is while simultaneously retaining awareness of self-perception.  as a gentle gust of wind coalesced with the beige fall sky it literally merged with the momentum enjoying the ride to its perfect destination.  with delicacy it rested cozily in ambiguity whispering to me that heaven is a state and not a place.  i vow surrender to black and white existence pledging fearlessly to climb higher creating life with vivid vibrancy adding golden bronze amber to my palette of colors with which i’ll paint. ©2016 janetaylor
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May 11, 2016
May 11, 2016 at 5:37 PM UTC
golden bronze amber
walking through the woods i was surrounded by a plethora of golden bronze amber leaves tumbling in the wind sparkling with a star fire that evanesced from their jagged edges upon their descent.  i stood entranced, mesmerized, utterly hypnotized by their glorious magnificence.  i observed with intensity as a golden bronze amber leaf never having been attached to the majestic tree had no need to let go but gently released.  feeling no trepidation it wholly lacked desire for manipulation to control the forces of the wind.  i watched in awe and wonder realizing that it never disengaged from the tree knowing that separation is an illusion; it simply became the wind.  whirling it shimmered in the autumn sun as it wafted with no need for reins allowing its destination to unfold.  gingerly cascading it settled tenderly on the ground resting comfortably in ambivalence.  i sensed it did not cringe when it was picked up by an unsuspecting boot but intuitively knew immediately that it was being carried and dropped off serendipitously at an auspicious location.  i listened to it intently and drank in its essence as it simply lay in being not obsessing over what would happen consequent but sat in sheer stillness seemingly encompassing all totality.  i was stunned to see that it lingered without judgment in undivided clarity for what wild synchronicity would come.  it quenched its thirst in mystery while being completely at home in uncertainty.  the golden bronze amber leaf seemed one with all that is while simultaneously retaining awareness of self-perception.  as a gentle gust of wind coalesced with the beige fall sky it literally merged with the momentum enjoying the ride to its perfect destination.  with delicacy it rested cozily in ambiguity whispering to me that heaven is a state and not a place.  i vow surrender to black and white existence pledging fearlessly to climb higher creating life with vivid vibrancy adding golden bronze amber to my palette of colors with which i’ll paint. ©2016 janetaylor
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*The night’s beauty Gorgeous as silver Dipped in dew Misty veil Ripped apart Elegant beauty Hypnotized! Why care? In a stupor Immersed in beauty Lazy elegance You surrender*
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Jan 10, 2015
Jan 10, 2015 at 11:53 AM UTC
Night’s Beauty
I fell in love with your eyes The same ones that sparkle Through all your years I love how they crinkle When you gently flutter your eyelashes I'm completely hypnotized I see all your feelings flash behind those hazel eyes
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Jul 17, 2014
Jul 17, 2014 at 8:21 PM UTC
Hazel Eyes
Like vanilla spice And as sweet as chocolate Her lips were nice But the rest was poison She'll be plotting your demise As you're hypnotized
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Aug 8, 2015
Aug 8, 2015 at 11:10 PM UTC
The art of deception
Hypnotized by you, I am drowning, Day by day. In the emotion, Of your love, Gleefully. I'm drowning wilfully, Really not to be save, Listen when I say. Effortlessly I let my body sink, Not struggling at all to escape, I only fear distance from you. Not the physical distance, But the distance of hearts, A distance of heartbreaks. You say similar things, Claiming I stole your heart, An eternal truth this we share. Dreaming on & on, We even struggle often, Our struggle goes on & on. Looking into these calm dark eyes, On your face full of beauty & truth, I gain an escape from worldly lies. You claim I jinxed you the first time, So true- weren't we bound to meet, It's just Time choreographed this. I can't easily refute the blame, After all I am an equal partner, In this lyrical life & this game. So I bear morally equal liability, As we observe our love garner, After all I am older than you. We can't give into these tough times, Not now, today, tomorrow nor ever, For our relationship is a challenge. A challenge for changing our world it is, A bright change for a brighter future, A betterment of your & my lives. I know you're with me in life, I know you're surely lighter, I know you're much young. Younger than my experience, Younger than my sad lifespan, Younger than my reborn avatar. Happier than my own best happy, Happier than my ever-so-pale face, Happier than my knowledge can be.
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Aug 23, 2013
Aug 23, 2013 at 1:50 AM UTC
Hypnotized
Dark hair tied back. Blue eyes pointed front and center. Tats two on her back and shoulder Black stocking satin strap. Knee-high; hard to measure. High - heels they just climb forever. Spread thighs hypnotized his eyes. Deep breath watching her chest rise Wide eyes she looks posterized, long strokes that disappear deep inside. Deeper sighs I can feel the vibes, nail marks across his chest, blood dried just follow the X. Move slow make her want it more, said wise speaking from experience. Handcuffed cause she likes to be a deviant. Lips sealed, around his **** like she’s practicing keeping secrets. Hair tied back cause that’s how Sir told her to keep it. Legs wrapped around his waist, at a right angle, so Sir can reach it. open wide like Simon says, She reacts so, Sir doesn’t have to repeat it. Firm grip on her waistline, but there is no wasting time.   Twitching hips, tighten his grips, as she whines, in joy of the loving being deployed. Toes curled the pleasure can’t be denied. Slip slide the more she moves the harder he grinds, smooth ride the way their bodies coincide. Deep ****** they combust, as they collide, come inside her, like a gentleman, he gives her, a piece of his mine.
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Apr 8, 2020
Apr 8, 2020 at 3:17 PM UTC
BDSM(2)
I lost myself on a cool damp night Gave myself in that misty light Was hypnotized by a strange delight Under a lilac tree I made wine from the lilac tree Put my heart in its recipe It makes me see what I want to see and be what I want to be When I think more than I want to think Do things I never should do I drink much more that I ought to drink Because (it) brings me back you... Lilac wine is sweet and heady, like my love Lilac wine, I feel unsteady, like my love Listen to me... I cannot see clearly Isn't that she coming to me nearly here? Lilac wine is sweet and heady where's my love? Lilac wine, I feel unsteady, where's my love? Listen to me, why is everything so hazy? Isn't that she, or am I just going crazy, dear? Lilac Wine, I feel unready for my love...
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Sep 14, 2014
Sep 14, 2014 at 7:28 AM UTC
Lilac Wine
Those eyes played with your mind they made you crazy and at that sensual place they took you Those eyes made your floor move they made you hers and only hers A cloud filled with smoke, alcohol pouring like rain on your body You get soaking wet and things keep getting naughty You felt her eyes seducing you She catches you with her eyes and drags you with her paws She is someone that you'll like to flirt with and I bet she will take all of your friends too I try to change her but I can't reach her So it's me she's hypnotizing when she's moving her body on the dance floor I'm so hypnotized by her, she got me tamed Eating out of her hands because i can't reach her She passes, catches and dances but still things keep going backwards I'll do anything for some hugs and kisses Nothing compromising, she's just a teaser A crazy note that I can't reject Those eyes they got you hypnotized and straight to the star in the sky they took you Those sinner eyes that made your temptation rise They made you hers and only hers
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Aug 26, 2012
Aug 26, 2012 at 5:21 PM UTC
Those eyes they got me hypnotized
I will love you so fiercely that the sun's love shall never again feel the same nor hold you hypnotized in its beauty. I will drill my way down to your heart though it may be a tedious task. I will peel you layer by layer by layer until all that is left of you are your organs and your soul. But; Once I too am inevitably consumed eroded by the tide of this ordinary life. If I have not ****** the life out of you in an attempt to show you how strong my love is, And if you happen to outrun this love of mine: Play hopscotch on my tombstone and pour tea parties in the graveyard in my memory. I promise to attend.
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Sep 17, 2014
Sep 17, 2014 at 3:00 AM UTC
Erosion