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07:12 Feb 29 2012
Times Read: 538
Drifting off in thoughts, confusion is my friend.
I can’t help but think about times
Times of now and the moments of then.
There are so many things I want to say
And so much I’d like to know
The words die at the edge of my lips
The questions never able to flow.
The thoughts being to drag me under
The current grabs and holds on tight
The only way I emerge is to fight with all my might.
The fight makes me weary
My body beings to feel so tired
Peace and tranquility is all I’ve ever desired.
My mind begins to wander
I feel the weariness begin to clear
I wonder if I’ll ever know the things I crave to hear
Save me from these moments
Where confusion is my only friend
Let the words escape your lips, please bring this all to an end.
20:36 Feb 22 2012
Times Read: 569
Tell your tales and spread your lies,
You’ll always play the victim till the day you die.
You’ll spin your web with shiny thread,
All while believing the false illusions in your head.
What was once a pretty package now nothing but a shell,
The venom taking its toll and leaving nothing left to tell.
You’ll soon wither away and be nothing more,
The wind will pick up your ashes making your soar.
Even then as your ashes soar and float away,
I am sure you’ll be planning to play a victim another day.
03:00 Feb 18 2012
Times Read: 606
How does it feel to be a puppet?
I’d really like to know.
Does it hurt when your strings are pulled?
Or do you just enjoy being tossed to and fro.
Your actions and your words never controlled by you.
Someone else does the work, while you just verbally spew.
Dance around puppet, dance around they all say.
It’s the same show with you every night and day.
Soon you’ll become discarded and thrown into a pile.
And there you will be alone and not worthwhile.
You’ll be broken and useless lying on the floor.
Tossed out like the rest of them not to be used anymore.
When those moments come it will be your last show.
The curtains will close forever, on your silly little puppet show.
02:45 Feb 16 2012
Times Read: 621
Touching and caressing;
Place your skin against mine.
Sighing and breathing;
They both escape our lips in synchronized time.
Desire and passion;
They both ignite a flame that refuses to dwindle out.
Craving and tasting;
Our lips and tongues dancing over each other’s body without doubt.
Needing and wanting;
I want to feel your body sliding deep inside.
Moaning and Screaming;
The noises that escape as our bodies collide.
Collapsing and spent;
We both fall into a blissful heap.
Entangled and entwined;
Wrapped around each other as we drift into sleep.
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