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Faisal Ali Jul 2015
Time is irrelevant when we are together, if i could put a stop on time i would. so i could charish the moment of her sweet and tastefull smile. what i do today will affect my life tomorrow,so if i love her throughout the next life/' even though she loves me, do i truly love her back? if i did, would i be holding back. she wants to have me but will she accept the whole package. i dont know how to tell her because watching her face crenge will feel like a neddle periceing through me. if i love her she loves me then why have i not told anyone. why have i been holding back from someone i am sharing my heart with. i have kept this a secrect because i love this girl, she makes me feel like nothing matters when i am with her, when she smiles. its enough to keep my heart filled with blood. when she is sad i feel my aertry getting clogged, gasping for another breath. this girls means the universe to me, if i loose her for careless mistakes i have made in the past i believe i will never feel the same way about loveing another human being on this earth other than my family. there is not a day or a second i think about telling her what might be wrong with me. when i do tell her, should i tell the truth? when i do tell her, should i hold her hands, when i do tell her. will she accept me for the person i am today. i think about this everday i see or talk or reminese on the time we have spent toghter. if i tell her will she leave me? i have this hunting me as if i have a bounty on my head for all the money in the world. i dont know what to do or when to do it, but i know one thing. if i truly love her, i will tell her everything about me and see how we change as a whole, because we are a team untill the end.
I would put a ring on her, if she would accept the weigh of the carat beneath the jewel
Smith May 2018
I get so jealous,
Bound to a need. A pyro creep.
Fullfill that every cavity, scream at me.

I want to catch her next to the fire
See it all make sence.
Watch her war paint,
Smear and break
Into tiny embers
To melt and graze her skin
To colour her like an ashtray.

I get so possesive,
It hurts me like this. A twisted freak.
Nibble at my skin, intimidate me.

I want to break her bones she looks so sweet,
Them crooked fingers
That twist and bend.
Watch the heat glow on her face
No water in her iris,
Eyelashes dust away
She is violently beautiful

I get so helpless
The struggle is pure. A toxic ******
Try and burn me, keep it tastefull

I want to grip her hair and hold her down
Gasping for air,
Ill keep setting her alight,
Repetitively, pushing it on her
So tempting
Little lemon eyes
See her glitch and sway

But when she sleeps
When shes on low heat
       It kills me to see her this way.

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