"slurr" poems - Hello Poetry

No! All is havok All is pounce Brush a bruise over your eye You're filthy Whore's eyes Some men hit Most men will split Show them your good side **** Then shower Gravel built from monuments In the catbox The meat you eat It has a funny flavour Cars sure are fast Say All your words slurr All your friends purr Mud lava Twig cities Wonderous beings ****** gasses Double as a president Gore And sublime bliss A rock of **** Space rock Bile gravy over turkey Make baby sleepy Another night down And another ***** in Your body.

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May 5, 2010

May 5, 2010 at 4:37 PM UTC

tristan-neve

Pony Meat on a Taco

No! All is havok All is pounce Brush a bruise over your eye You're filthy Whore's eyes Some men hit Most men will split Show them your good side **** Then shower Gravel built from monuments In the catbox The meat you eat It has a funny flavour Cars sure are fast Say All your words slurr All your friends purr Mud lava Twig cities Wonderous beings ****** gasses Double as a president Gore And sublime bliss A rock of **** Space rock Bile gravy over turkey Make baby sleepy Another night down And another ***** in Your body.

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It's on them nights I drink alone. Find myself thinking of home. These beers bottle bones empty and shatter. Liquor lung sigh. Chest heavy like a white trash wind chime. Like a six pack of bud ice hanging from some fishing line. Hear them low notes bouncing of the lips in the wind. And maybe you worry, but **** I'm fine to drive. And on those days when my gut isn't a gas tank for beer refilling at a pity party pit stop, I drive on love. Write love poems on phones before the ***** knocks me out. And sure, maybe my love makes as much sense as the words I slurr. And maybe my love is as unique as the crackheads needle in the haystack, but I'll still love you serious as a heart attack. Like a stroke... of genius... an epiphany about the realness of God. That maybe the story is flawed, but you're welcome to believe. And maybe I'm drunk right now, but I never meant to deceive. So kiss me with your break lights, while a pray to the slow light that I can live life like an old man feeding birds on a bench in the park. Got nothing else on his mind... just love... you maybe. And whatever you might think. I promise. I'm fine to drive

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Nov 21, 2013

Nov 21, 2013 at 4:32 AM UTC

jon-tobias

Poem Number I'm Drunk With A Phone In My Hand

It's on them nights I drink alone. Find myself thinking of home. These beers bottle bones empty and shatter. Liquor lung sigh. Chest heavy like a white trash wind chime. Like a six pack of bud ice hanging from some fishing line. Hear them low notes bouncing of the lips in the wind. And maybe you worry, but **** I'm fine to drive. And on those days when my gut isn't a gas tank for beer refilling at a pity party pit stop, I drive on love. Write love poems on phones before the ***** knocks me out. And sure, maybe my love makes as much sense as the words I slurr. And maybe my love is as unique as the crackheads needle in the haystack, but I'll still love you serious as a heart attack. Like a stroke... of genius... an epiphany about the realness of God. That maybe the story is flawed, but you're welcome to believe. And maybe I'm drunk right now, but I never meant to deceive. So kiss me with your break lights, while a pray to the slow light that I can live life like an old man feeding birds on a bench in the park. Got nothing else on his mind... just love... you maybe. And whatever you might think. I promise. I'm fine to drive

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DISTURBIA HYSTERIA FOLDED ROLLED IN THE BACK OF MY EYELIDS FLUTTERED BY HAIL BUT MY EYES DON'T BLINK DRIED LIKE CONCREAT CRACKED OPEN FROM TEARS OVERDONE READNESS CONTAGIOUS IN MOUNT OLYMPUS PALE LIKE COCAIN IT CONTAINS YOU LIKE EVAPORATION I CRAWL WHILE I SLURR THE LIFE OF MY EYES LIKE CHECKING ON INTO IMMAGRATION BOBB MY HEAD BACK AND TWIST OPEN THE CAP OF EVERY BLOOD FLOW BEHIND THE SOCKET AND IT GOES IT FLOWS LET GO LOOSE LIKE A **** TO HER KNEES PLEASE YOU ME INTO YOU INTO ME IN MY EYES STAY OPEN CAN'T PUT THEM TO SLEEP AND SHEEP DON'T COME ROUND HERE NO MORE AND MY SIGHT KEEP SEEING METEPHORES OF HUMOR FORMING INTO EVERY TRICK PLAYING OPTICAL ILLUSION YOU WERE ...AN ILLUSION CREATING MADNESS AND THE CORE OF MY HAIR ROOT RAISNG SKIN DEEPINING ICE BURGE SKIN FROZEN THE BECONS ABOUVE THE SKULL TOP SPITTIN OUT PELE'S LAVA MELTING BURNING TEARING APPART THIS MASSACRE OF MY HEART AND I AM LEFT TO HARVEST HARBOR WHAT'S LEFT OF THE UGLINESS IN MY EYE (INCREDIBLE INK- TEAM JAGUAR HAWAII ) © Copyright 2014 S.T. Parish CSP Rebel of Eden

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Sep 13, 2014

Sep 13, 2014 at 2:53 AM UTC

fallen-rebel-of-eden

THE UGLINESS

DISTURBIA HYSTERIA FOLDED ROLLED IN THE BACK OF MY EYELIDS FLUTTERED BY HAIL BUT MY EYES DON'T BLINK DRIED LIKE CONCREAT CRACKED OPEN FROM TEARS OVERDONE READNESS CONTAGIOUS IN MOUNT OLYMPUS PALE LIKE COCAIN IT CONTAINS YOU LIKE EVAPORATION I CRAWL WHILE I SLURR THE LIFE OF MY EYES LIKE CHECKING ON INTO IMMAGRATION BOBB MY HEAD BACK AND TWIST OPEN THE CAP OF EVERY BLOOD FLOW BEHIND THE SOCKET AND IT GOES IT FLOWS LET GO LOOSE LIKE A **** TO HER KNEES PLEASE YOU ME INTO YOU INTO ME IN MY EYES STAY OPEN CAN'T PUT THEM TO SLEEP AND SHEEP DON'T COME ROUND HERE NO MORE AND MY SIGHT KEEP SEEING METEPHORES OF HUMOR FORMING INTO EVERY TRICK PLAYING OPTICAL ILLUSION YOU WERE ...AN ILLUSION CREATING MADNESS AND THE CORE OF MY HAIR ROOT RAISNG SKIN DEEPINING ICE BURGE SKIN FROZEN THE BECONS ABOUVE THE SKULL TOP SPITTIN OUT PELE'S LAVA MELTING BURNING TEARING APPART THIS MASSACRE OF MY HEART AND I AM LEFT TO HARVEST HARBOR WHAT'S LEFT OF THE UGLINESS IN MY EYE (INCREDIBLE INK- TEAM JAGUAR HAWAII ) © Copyright 2014 S.T. Parish CSP Rebel of Eden

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She was like coffee. So hot, So brown. She was like coffee. So sweet, So fresh. Her coffee was the best, Her coffee was the best. She smelled of many things. Her body like almonds and honey, Her hair like strawberries and kiwi. I inhaled it all as i stared at her. Her shirt kept up by spaghetti straps. It showed skin although it was nothing to revealing. All that was exposed was her arms, Her shoulder, Her collarbone, Her neck, But that was all I needed. That's all it took to cause the gears to turn and my body to burn. That's all it took to make me long for the feel of her warm surface. I wanted her. So bad and so much, That I wanted to run my hands up from her fingertips to her shoulders, Just so they could move down her body. She had me, Locked and lost in deep thoughts of lust. Under her spell I was caught. Under her spell I was held prisoner to my own carnal desires. See I dreamt once, Of hugging her from behind. My arms around her waist, Whispering only the sweetest nothing's in her ear, And now that dream is here. We finally stand with our bodies demanding to be touched. Finally extending our connection. We stimulate each others sense of touch in every way. We play, Pulling each other closer to a ****** with each giggling moan. Her body I own and it is shown, Through each time my hands lay on her her body shudders. Her words slurr through partial stutters, And her back defies gravity as it bends upwards, But she owns me too. I will forever cling to her taste, So sweet and pure I hope there's more in-store. My taste buds tingle at the thought of her. She was like coffee. I became addicted to her caffeine. She was like coffee. Simply delicious and delightful. Her coffee was the best, Her coffee was the best.

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Aug 30, 2015

Aug 30, 2015 at 3:04 PM UTC

brandon-edwards

Coffee

She was like coffee. So hot, So brown. She was like coffee. So sweet, So fresh. Her coffee was the best, Her coffee was the best. She smelled of many things. Her body like almonds and honey, Her hair like strawberries and kiwi. I inhaled it all as i stared at her. Her shirt kept up by spaghetti straps. It showed skin although it was nothing to revealing. All that was exposed was her arms, Her shoulder, Her collarbone, Her neck, But that was all I needed. That's all it took to cause the gears to turn and my body to burn. That's all it took to make me long for the feel of her warm surface. I wanted her. So bad and so much, That I wanted to run my hands up from her fingertips to her shoulders, Just so they could move down her body. She had me, Locked and lost in deep thoughts of lust. Under her spell I was caught. Under her spell I was held prisoner to my own carnal desires. See I dreamt once, Of hugging her from behind. My arms around her waist, Whispering only the sweetest nothing's in her ear, And now that dream is here. We finally stand with our bodies demanding to be touched. Finally extending our connection. We stimulate each others sense of touch in every way. We play, Pulling each other closer to a ****** with each giggling moan. Her body I own and it is shown, Through each time my hands lay on her her body shudders. Her words slurr through partial stutters, And her back defies gravity as it bends upwards, But she owns me too. I will forever cling to her taste, So sweet and pure I hope there's more in-store. My taste buds tingle at the thought of her. She was like coffee. I became addicted to her caffeine. She was like coffee. Simply delicious and delightful. Her coffee was the best, Her coffee was the best.

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I'm opening my eyes, I'm perking up my ears I'm lifting up my nose, I'm holding in the tears I'm opening my hands I'm reaching out to see It's getting hard to stand I've never been so free Free of you and free of me Free of this and all I see I close my eyes slowly My breath comes in rolling Lifting my chest slightly All this contemplating Is ever so lightly Reverberating Slowly down Deeply close All this sound Is so morose Before I open my eyes Can you promise me something That I'll never hear you lie Can you hear my heart drumming May I see you for who you are And not who you put on to be May you be that thing so far Away from all it is I see May I never have to open My eyes to see you that again The old house we built is broken My solitude may never end It is time to build something new Something that will stand so true And hold us both and then you'll see That you too my friend can be free I promise you today That if your tongue will stay I can show you more Than you've seen before And as we continue on this path Weaving something, hard to graft I tell you it will last us long Longer than the endless song The one I hear when I see you, Without the talking, just so true As to show me more than words can say And carry me somewhere today Somewhere you have forgotten long The melody to a drifting song Coming from a far off place Losing strength, losing pace When I reach for you and hold Your face in my hands I'm sold But when it is all just up to you Things start falling deep into This endless chaos I feel right now Is more than I can feel somehow And when I'm happy you aren't here To see that there is naught to fear When all there is, is more than enough Smoothing the face of once a rough Mountainside made of stone This sea has washed away the one The one thing that I may have held Closely to that drumming heart May these words just be felt For not an ending but the start The start to something real and raw Something breathing, pounding slowly All of this, not what I saw But what lives in me and is now growing Like a sprout from winters ground It has taken such a profound Place in my heart a shining warmth And never again will you feel torn Never again will things just blur When people talk as their words slurr Just close your eyes and remember That little sprout from that December The part of me left cold and lifeless Is now reaching out and making this More than gold or something priceless More than all that was, can be, or is My eyes elude me as do you May you both forget this sleuth Someone who has found the truth Lifting from all death a youth You're face is made of frozen clay Still it's not all I've to say To be alone is to live To stay with you is to give My life for something small and fragile My strife for someone falling and I'll Never tell you yes, I say Especially not today Now you're gone my mind is free The calm after a storm you see Is better than the calm before And more inviting still for sore Hearts that float among debri They may be gone but now they're free And if it takes my heart to stay I'll never do it, oh no way I'll close my eyes and run away

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Sep 21, 2011

Sep 21, 2011 at 6:05 PM UTC

sunny-johnson

Disoriented

I'm opening my eyes, I'm perking up my ears I'm lifting up my nose, I'm holding in the tears I'm opening my hands I'm reaching out to see It's getting hard to stand I've never been so free Free of you and free of me Free of this and all I see I close my eyes slowly My breath comes in rolling Lifting my chest slightly All this contemplating Is ever so lightly Reverberating Slowly down Deeply close All this sound Is so morose Before I open my eyes Can you promise me something That I'll never hear you lie Can you hear my heart drumming May I see you for who you are And not who you put on to be May you be that thing so far Away from all it is I see May I never have to open My eyes to see you that again The old house we built is broken My solitude may never end It is time to build something new Something that will stand so true And hold us both and then you'll see That you too my friend can be free I promise you today That if your tongue will stay I can show you more Than you've seen before And as we continue on this path Weaving something, hard to graft I tell you it will last us long Longer than the endless song The one I hear when I see you, Without the talking, just so true As to show me more than words can say And carry me somewhere today Somewhere you have forgotten long The melody to a drifting song Coming from a far off place Losing strength, losing pace When I reach for you and hold Your face in my hands I'm sold But when it is all just up to you Things start falling deep into This endless chaos I feel right now Is more than I can feel somehow And when I'm happy you aren't here To see that there is naught to fear When all there is, is more than enough Smoothing the face of once a rough Mountainside made of stone This sea has washed away the one The one thing that I may have held Closely to that drumming heart May these words just be felt For not an ending but the start The start to something real and raw Something breathing, pounding slowly All of this, not what I saw But what lives in me and is now growing Like a sprout from winters ground It has taken such a profound Place in my heart a shining warmth And never again will you feel torn Never again will things just blur When people talk as their words slurr Just close your eyes and remember That little sprout from that December The part of me left cold and lifeless Is now reaching out and making this More than gold or something priceless More than all that was, can be, or is My eyes elude me as do you May you both forget this sleuth Someone who has found the truth Lifting from all death a youth You're face is made of frozen clay Still it's not all I've to say To be alone is to live To stay with you is to give My life for something small and fragile My strife for someone falling and I'll Never tell you yes, I say Especially not today Now you're gone my mind is free The calm after a storm you see Is better than the calm before And more inviting still for sore Hearts that float among debri They may be gone but now they're free And if it takes my heart to stay I'll never do it, oh no way I'll close my eyes and run away

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What more can you do Than sit there and watch the family unit fall apart See family stumble and slurr everywhere they go Watch their minds turn to mush See them become shells of who they were You sit there and look at them and think off all the good memories you have and then you blink and they fall down and say awkward things that don't fit the moment And your heart breaks because you dont know how to help, what to do And you cry because they didn't even remember their own niece What a happy family we are.

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Nov 23, 2012

Nov 23, 2012 at 10:37 PM UTC

s-s

Family

What more can you do Than sit there and watch the family unit fall apart See family stumble and slurr everywhere they go Watch their minds turn to mush See them become shells of who they were You sit there and look at them and think off all the good memories you have and then you blink and they fall down and say awkward things that don't fit the moment And your heart breaks because you dont know how to help, what to do And you cry because they didn't even remember their own niece What a happy family we are.

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Mind is flustered, with silly emotions. Body is clustered, with progressive motions. Lick your lips, tease my eyes. I do flips, you dont care for my cries. We share lustful touch, mood swings slurr. I kiss you in clutch, vision starts to blurr. After we conclude, you leave with regret. I get defensive and rude, leaving should be a safe bet. Id rather you stay and build us, there's more to learn here. I won't go without a fuss, for this I know is clear. I hope to see you again, in the day this time. This is where we begin, I'll end this poem in a rhyme.

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Jan 3, 2016

Jan 3, 2016 at 4:40 AM UTC

blackhat13

Night moves.

Mind is flustered, with silly emotions. Body is clustered, with progressive motions. Lick your lips, tease my eyes. I do flips, you dont care for my cries. We share lustful touch, mood swings slurr. I kiss you in clutch, vision starts to blurr. After we conclude, you leave with regret. I get defensive and rude, leaving should be a safe bet. Id rather you stay and build us, there's more to learn here. I won't go without a fuss, for this I know is clear. I hope to see you again, in the day this time. This is where we begin, I'll end this poem in a rhyme.

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I don't know your true intention. While I'm playing Red Dead Redemption. You seem to make me smile in a way nobody else can. I just mean....what the **** man? Your attitude changed so abruptly. I don't know what I did. But you think the only way to feel better about your situation, is to drown yourself in alcohol. ***** preferred. Just to make your thoughts slurr. In a blur. And put your head in a spin. This isn't how you win. Our love is like the Joker and Harlequin. We're both clowns. But your emotions aren't a joke. I can't let you choke. As I suffocate on my own tears. You supply all of my fears.

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May 26, 2015

May 26, 2015 at 8:29 PM UTC

luna-elora

Jerry II

I don't know your true intention. While I'm playing Red Dead Redemption. You seem to make me smile in a way nobody else can. I just mean....what the **** man? Your attitude changed so abruptly. I don't know what I did. But you think the only way to feel better about your situation, is to drown yourself in alcohol. ***** preferred. Just to make your thoughts slurr. In a blur. And put your head in a spin. This isn't how you win. Our love is like the Joker and Harlequin. We're both clowns. But your emotions aren't a joke. I can't let you choke. As I suffocate on my own tears. You supply all of my fears.

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and every time you say i love you my soul aches vulnerable and whispers its secret tickling my veins with staccato laughter pulsating my heart with taunting palpitations ...too and when i hear the slurr of La leave your cracked lips and the sensuous caress of the Vvvv against your tongue as your soprano voice decrescendos into a forgotten essence of beautiful sound, I breathe to hold my breath to let your music resonate in the quite rhythm of your inhale, exhale ...too and every manically scratched line in the etch-a-sketch patterns of my hand every strand of tousled hair every flutter of my feather duster eyelashes every scribbled freckle upon every cell of skin every taste bud adorning my tongue every part of my being...too i love you

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Feb 28, 2014

Feb 28, 2014 at 12:25 AM UTC

mysouldefined

TOO, I LOVE YOU

and every time you say i love you my soul aches vulnerable and whispers its secret tickling my veins with staccato laughter pulsating my heart with taunting palpitations ...too and when i hear the slurr of La leave your cracked lips and the sensuous caress of the Vvvv against your tongue as your soprano voice decrescendos into a forgotten essence of beautiful sound, I breathe to hold my breath to let your music resonate in the quite rhythm of your inhale, exhale ...too and every manically scratched line in the etch-a-sketch patterns of my hand every strand of tousled hair every flutter of my feather duster eyelashes every scribbled freckle upon every cell of skin every taste bud adorning my tongue every part of my being...too i love you

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You decided and now you are Leaving Chock hold on me and left tight Breathing. No urge to wake ,its me n Gloomy night tossin n turnin with no lift to flight. i decticated all when i could of held back Till this life settle down n happines i lack Loosing seconds with out u is timeless Life is a slurr when your are minuss Negative on my account n cant replace But reality so seroius i cut the chase Knowing me n him we make each other Now ur gone n i fragile like a feather. Waiting for the return is a long way to go While a fresh start is fully dressed at my door.

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Jun 21, 2014

Jun 21, 2014 at 2:32 AM UTC

egypt

untitled

You decided and now you are Leaving Chock hold on me and left tight Breathing. No urge to wake ,its me n Gloomy night tossin n turnin with no lift to flight. i decticated all when i could of held back Till this life settle down n happines i lack Loosing seconds with out u is timeless Life is a slurr when your are minuss Negative on my account n cant replace But reality so seroius i cut the chase Knowing me n him we make each other Now ur gone n i fragile like a feather. Waiting for the return is a long way to go While a fresh start is fully dressed at my door.

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you are a fucken ****** wherever i go whatever i do you find me or i'll find you you are smothering me like honey drowning a bee or a boat eaten by sea i can't breathe i can't breathe you are holding me back like a slow heart-attack or a large sidewalk crack it's your knack it's your knack you are creepin me out you are making me doubt every swear, every slurr, ever word you spit out i can't shake the unease your a sneak & a skeez i can't stomach the **** that you drop at my knees you're a mess you're obsessed all you do is oppress you disgust have no trust see your face if i must but you scare me and you wear me and i don't think that you'd spare me standing at the cold end i know you'd pull me in

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Jan 26, 2016

Jan 26, 2016 at 5:27 PM UTC

sonnetsandtea

Psyscho

you are a fucken ****** wherever i go whatever i do you find me or i'll find you you are smothering me like honey drowning a bee or a boat eaten by sea i can't breathe i can't breathe you are holding me back like a slow heart-attack or a large sidewalk crack it's your knack it's your knack you are creepin me out you are making me doubt every swear, every slurr, ever word you spit out i can't shake the unease your a sneak & a skeez i can't stomach the **** that you drop at my knees you're a mess you're obsessed all you do is oppress you disgust have no trust see your face if i must but you scare me and you wear me and i don't think that you'd spare me standing at the cold end i know you'd pull me in

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I am swimming, in drunk regrets and unreasonable demons. I have lost my voice and sense of time.. I try to capture the essence of life but I wind up at your door. My eyes filled with love and regret. My breath filled with drunken heart ache. I slumber, I slouch, I slurr words i normally can pronounce. My eyes red as the blood seeping through my lips. I find it a battle to let my battered fists hit the door you hide behind. This time I will change.. I promise.. I couldn't tell you I meant it but I thought it. I found myself sitting on your porch step, head in hands crying.. I know it's unreasonable, my actions to leave unthinkable but tonight.. Tonight I need you more than I need to breathe. Can I work up the courage to possibly have the door slam in my face. I'm already broken so what will that change?. I just need you in my arms before one last time.

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Mar 28, 2015

Mar 28, 2015 at 3:31 PM UTC

samaralin

Untitled

I am swimming, in drunk regrets and unreasonable demons. I have lost my voice and sense of time.. I try to capture the essence of life but I wind up at your door. My eyes filled with love and regret. My breath filled with drunken heart ache. I slumber, I slouch, I slurr words i normally can pronounce. My eyes red as the blood seeping through my lips. I find it a battle to let my battered fists hit the door you hide behind. This time I will change.. I promise.. I couldn't tell you I meant it but I thought it. I found myself sitting on your porch step, head in hands crying.. I know it's unreasonable, my actions to leave unthinkable but tonight.. Tonight I need you more than I need to breathe. Can I work up the courage to possibly have the door slam in my face. I'm already broken so what will that change?. I just need you in my arms before one last time.

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Looks are special. Words are special. But can words be twisted to feel like a devil? Are looks and words even on the same level? Avoiding tears that flow like a river The truth is that love, could make a man shiver A kiss, a lie, making the lips quiver He was never a taker, only a giver. Why does the body crave attention? But shuts down and empties when your name is never mentioned. I too have been there, I too have cried I too have felt like my soul just...Died. Gave up on him. Gave up on her. Just pick your poison which wine do you prefer? After your drink it your vision starts to blurr, you start hearing voices and your words start to slurr. The looks . The words. Your mind it stirs. Hatred and love, opposites occur. Ahh...

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Mar 27, 2019

Mar 27, 2019 at 5:43 PM UTC

FoxMercury

Insert title

Looks are special. Words are special. But can words be twisted to feel like a devil? Are looks and words even on the same level? Avoiding tears that flow like a river The truth is that love, could make a man shiver A kiss, a lie, making the lips quiver He was never a taker, only a giver. Why does the body crave attention? But shuts down and empties when your name is never mentioned. I too have been there, I too have cried I too have felt like my soul just...Died. Gave up on him. Gave up on her. Just pick your poison which wine do you prefer? After your drink it your vision starts to blurr, you start hearing voices and your words start to slurr. The looks . The words. Your mind it stirs. Hatred and love, opposites occur. Ahh...

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