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My name is Sam. I'm not perfect but, then again, no one is. I am a lesbian. I am in love with the people and things around me because I recognize their beauty. What you might find vile I might find entrancing. What you might find senseless I could find the most meaningful thing within existence. l like reading, writing, drawing, and anything that is captivating for its simplicity. My idea of life is that there is a higher power, maybe even many, that do not have a human nor an animal like appearance. They control every element and aspect of Fate. I have no specific religion. I believe many things from many places. I enjoy seeking more knowledge about customs and practices but I have no concrete niche in the world. I observe and interpret.



~Beast~

In this garden my calloused feet trace pathways
Along wild flowers and rose bushes
Planted by gracefully meticulous hands
She kneeled in the sunset and moonrise
Creating this carefully chosen form of Eden
As the sun rose and moon set her tears nourished
Her protégé flourishing with the guide of her soul
Through blurred eyes I gazed upon her struggle
Unable to comfort her pain away as her life fades
Vines circling my wrists gripping me steadfast
Her own growing nature keeping me at a distance
To share your soul is to ensnare
With thickening barbs and thorns that pierce
These feelings take solidity when she cries
Skin yielding up to this solemnity remains
As blood seeps into the soils beneath
The beast wages an internal war to rip these binds
Being barred from her light's eminence
No force embedded can halt this flowing
Yearning to protect from this ebbing darkness we share
Screams tear through the thickening silence
Realization begins to set in as the fog rolls over
Her eyes can no longer touch mine.




~Blood Of Birth~

The secret she holds imperatively.
Locked inside cracked and bleeding lips.
Around her neck lies the skeleton key,
Awaiting the woman's seeking fingertips.
A Pandora's box filled with sin,
Rests within her still beating heart.
Only a sentence is contained within,
“The world as we know to be torn apart.”
Animal rises by the bell's hollowed toll
Dusk of desire to engulf and originate
Restlessness becomes lack of control
Energy merges and to the night she consecrates.
A cry, a sorrow, all of her distanced soul
She builds her walls with stone and earth
When broken; anger unable to be consoled
Tormented by the blood of her birth.



~Lament of Avarice~

Oh the stories I can tell
Of a girl who lost herself
A narcissist
A pessimist
A walking contradiction
She used her friends
Then fell to hell
Lost in her own fiction
She sipped her bottle
Played her games
Smoked and spoke addiction
Opening their eyes
Sealing her conviction
Pending her demise
Seeking crucifixion
The worst part of it all..
No one saw her condition..
At the end of the day
No promises to break, nothing to steal..
When no one was there to listen..
The agony overwhelmed
She cried for her perdition.