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stank man Feb 2017
raggid sharp points
cutting skin and flesh
graising what you once held
soft nimble fingers, which now tightly grip my neck
life leaving my eyes as i see the passion burn in yours
heart racing
your silohette leaving distant memorys of which i wont live to remember
your hands look so much bigger in fists
but i guess it just goes to show
everything is bigger in texas
JAM Aug 2013
I felt complete yet, I started with an incomplete set

Long before we met...

I had a dream I sketched your silohette

I do my best to lay these thoughts to rest, but it's all insignificance

My hearts on a quest, put your ear up close and hear it beat out my chest

Like an editor puts an article into play

I'm gonna hunt you down, I'm the predator, your the prey

-J.A.M

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