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Santiago Jan 2015
Even if I can't let go
Even if my face won't glow
Even if it means I die slow
Even if you never know
It was you I would die for
It was you I would stand up for
It was you I would always adore

Precious, Vicious, Devious
Your my rose with ****** thorns
My soulmate with devil horns
Happy one moment
****** the next
There's no telling what to expect
Heavy internal bleeding I inflict
Death is the outcome I predict
My genes are rich, off limits
Ancient yet far from primitive
Anglo Conquistador
Aztec El Jimador y Cazador
Arising From The Sun Pyramid
Templar Knights Solomons
Temple Te Doy Un Ejemplo
Simpleminded completely blinded
Let me rewind it to 1492 history
Was it truly a victory?

Just a little piece of content
Love, live, laugh, is my intent
The one to gift you a present
The one I'd always represent
The one that lives in my heart
& fortunately pays no rent

The Martyr The Apprentice
The President The Ruler
The Battalion Commander
The Ambassador The King

It's no Kingdom without a Queen
Olympia Jan 2013
You are asleep
To
Tell it true
And truth comes naturally when I
Find you here
But gone and deaf and
Full of forgiveness
(How is it I still fear you)
Though I know it's you
And I
As you've told me through
Years gone by and
Bye
You said
                                goodbye
In another time
             (Three. Three times.)
After leading me past barred doors and into
Open night
Where you gave me keys and showed me locks and gave me
Sight
There were bottles
Wines
(Southern comfort, jimador)
That I drink alone
Anymore
(You are still mine, I know, my heart, my one and only
Though you are gone from me
And have led me through
Jungles steeped with dark
With only your voice
To follow.
                          I am not
                        One or the same)
The rain heavy on my window
Reminding me of panes of glass
That keep me dry
Yes, they're there
Like your smoky scent was
Always there
With the dryer sheets and
Locomotive pulse
(I remember
Though I can't forget the
Pieces you left me in
So many times
And always with promises of
Never
Again)
I would that you'd stay and
Sleep here
By me
Like I wrote in
Every letter

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