| This has to be (in my opinion) on of the bets poems i have ever written... |


Just One Kiss...Just One Kiss...Just One Kiss...
Insomnia is fun when spent with another But I'm tortured; I'm not with a lover, Only coffee keeps me lingering on Listening to the night's mellow song I'd speak to God if only he'd listen.
I try to drown myself in music To give me a little kick, But throwing pills down my throat Doesn't cure the hurt, Nothing ever does.
I inject myself with madness Just to be with my temptress. On every screaming night I'll destroy my sight Just to get some sleep.
In those moments On the graves of my parents


Cursed To Be HumanCursed To Be HumanCursed To Be Human
Give a man a tongue And he will curse his brother's skin.
Show him that good exists And he will seek out sin.
With a weapon in his hand He will steal another's land.
And if love finds a man Then he will become hates biggest fan.
He will see mistakes repeated in his son All because man was given a tongue.


Possessed By YouPossessed By YouPossessed By You
Isn't it funny how attraction Is just like possession? One person can take you over And live inside of you Speeding your pulse, Tainting your thoughts, Leaving you to Hells courts.
Her face forever mirrored in my mind, That face I see as I close my eyes; Oh those eyes, those bright blue eyes The ones I would gladly see cry. As I let out a sorrow filled sigh It is her breath that I exhale Because it's her breath that I breathe.
With a body that could make angels green And skin that glows with organic sheen, &nbs
| This has to be (in my opinion) on of the bets poems i have ever written... |
| I'm reinventing my self, becoming who i seem that stranger inside my head, the one i want to project ad as i sit here slick with sweat hearing the traffic roaring by, i see that man inside myself and i ask him why he hides, he replies, his voice faint, a whisper in a breeze he tells me 'the world's not ready, not ready for me, not ready for you.' I'm reinventing myself soon, very soon... |
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Hello world! I love you.
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'A burnt child loves fire' - Oscar Wilde
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It's time for Mr and Mrs Spank to take a short sharp trip to botty land
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'A burnt child loves fire' - Oscar Wilde
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If not ah well, ustthough coz the head gear and the metal spine parts.
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"Search the shadows. All you'll find is a deeper darkness than before and within it a deeper yearning within yourself...
...my dear - have you ever heard the phrase 'curiosity killed the cat?' "
thanks
xxx
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'A burnt child loves fire' - Oscar Wilde
[link]
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"Search the shadows. All you'll find is a deeper darkness than before and within it a deeper yearning within yourself...
...my dear - have you ever heard the phrase 'curiosity killed the cat?' "
xxx
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'A burnt child loves fire' - Oscar Wilde
--
"Search the shadows. All you'll find is a deeper darkness than before and within it a deeper yearning within yourself...
...my dear - have you ever heard the phrase 'curiosity killed the cat?' "
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"Search the shadows. All you'll find is a deeper darkness than before and within it a deeper yearning within yourself...
...my dear - have you ever heard the phrase 'curiosity killed the cat?' "
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