Eyes meeting tonight Our bed is going to break I'll make sure your panties are too wet to wear I'm a hungry man and your lips are the meal I've been salivating for thought after thought You will never forget my face and taste Moaning for you, for only, you. I'll be thrusting into you … Continue reading Returning Queen
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Sweater We Love
Racing to our own dead end walls I'm lonely so like take me with you At least we'll feel alive before it all Breaks revealing tender hopes holding every part of us together Racing to death like okay I think I've seen enough of this cruel life Don't leave and don't betray We can double … Continue reading Sweater We Love
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Break-up Prompt
What am I holding on to? Concrete valentine? If I am worthless person, what does this say about my chosen anchors? Dragging me down, air bubbles are hope. If I keep this grip all is lost. Must tell them, must tell them my freedom won't be given away anyone. This isn't working out and no … Continue reading Break-up Prompt
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Voicemail When I Call For Backup
We can take over so why are you looking back? Now and tomorrow, don't even have tomorrow anyway. Leaving us with now. Are you going to change? I'm ready to leave you know the risks. Don't need a maid. Need a partner getting paid and yeah it's nice getting laid but on payday I'm violated. … Continue reading Voicemail When I Call For Backup
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Ruined Polaroid Memories
When I'm lost Will it be important enough Past love is worthless So when you look back Upset tears sliding in regret You can't come back And I won't be here And maybe I'll be thinking of you like this All just guessing this shit, Yeah we're all hoping for a solution to this maze, … Continue reading Ruined Polaroid Memories
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Thunderstorm Oral Presentation
Pretty like moments touching and smelling her hair I'm relaxed going into new spaces peeling away temporary concerns as I burn greenery to seek pause, applause for meditation containing acclamation in thought. Drifting away, hands connected, unafraid of fog as we navigate treacherous seconds given no promises we're sitting ducks falsely healed by quacks, medicated … Continue reading Thunderstorm Oral Presentation
