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00:47 Sep 26 2013
Times Read: 451


As fall finally set,

The cold air brushed against her,

Her eyes as cold Winter.



She walked down the old wooden stairs,

Pushing everyone out of the way,

She didn't care.



The blizzard started as she walked out,

It didn't stop her, without a doubt.



She was under a spell,

Of a witch with no soul,

You know,

Like the ones with a heart of a troll.



Inside the necklace laid an angel trapped,

She cant escape,

There's no doubt about that.



She's still walking,

But now walking in fear,

The witch is out,

Danger is near.



The blizzard got worse,

It was hard to see,

She found her way back,

Wishing She had a key.



The witch came,

Killing her in sight,

The necklace,

Something just didn't feel right.



The angel was free,

The witch became trapped,

Now lets just hope it stays like that.


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18:18 Sep 16 2013
Times Read: 460


Blod like fire, quick to spread.

drag me deeper under head.

crimson payback covers the floor,

hurry up and shut the door.



Come in come in, keep life out.

leave all the worries terrors and doubts.

Join the dead, it will be fun.

Hurry up and grab that gun.



Pull the trigger, pull it fast.

hurry up this chance won't last.

What do you have to leave behind?

A house a car a wonderful life?



So what who cares you can be cool,

It simple what you have to do.

Just simply pull the trigger back,

Then you can sit back, relax.



Just one quick move,

A simple though.

Just take that gun,

let it run.



Let the bullet Peirce Ur heart,

It's quick and simple, sweet and tart.

Let Ur crimson blood run free,

Let it flow just like the sea.



OK, lets make this simple like a game?

Quick and easy fun to play.

Take the gun and load it quick,

Hurry before your fingers stick.



Pick your place of death to be.

Leave a note if need may be.

say good-bye to the ones you love.

Time is short now hurry up.



Put the gun right on that spot.

One deep breath and all is hot.

You slowly pull the trigger back.

Boom! your dead imagine that.



Now you sit and rot in hell.

And listen to those ringing bells.

reminding you of what you did,

would you care to play again?


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14:49 Sep 09 2013
Times Read: 477


Tossing and turning in bed

my neck aches from flipping

back and forth like a fish out

of water..

all night grasping my phone

checking to see if I got something

anything..

(Nothing)

It reminded me of how alone I

am in the middle of this bed



Putting earphones in

I listen to Thunderstorms

they always relax me and put

me to sleep...but no

I pictured her in your bed

your arms around her as you

lay listening to the children

making funny noises as they mouth breathe

and your content and you smile

I tried not to think about it

I didn't want to and prayed with

tears it wasn't so

It reminded me of how alone I

am in the middle of this bed



My ex walks in...like every morning

and kisses my forehead

yes we live together to support each

other and our son..

his hollowed footsteps in retreat on

my wood floor echo a pain deep inside

my heart.

We love each other but never were in love

with each other...friends now if anything

It's the only male touch I get and it's from

a man that regrets me more then loves me

It reminded me of how alone I

am in the middle of this bed



The phone buzzes and in excitement I look

to see if it is you...and it's not

it's the daily cyber activity starting early

someone is cheating on someone who is loving

everyone but is she or he really who or what they say?

OMG she says...I've been playing with a man who is

a woman...and so and so is unfaithful to me

I trusted them..I wanted them..omg betrayal runs deep

(That's what their real spouses may think too)

but hey it's suppose to be solid..more true in this

the “Imagination Station”

Now feeling my own pain..my own participation

in all this

It reminded me of how alone I

am in the middle of this bed



The shell of who I am gets up

out of this bed..showers..curls her hair

dresses nicely...wears her healing stones

around her neck with a single star for you

she smiles and greets clients

she goes out to the bar with friends and laughs

making them all laugh

men look but my energy says “don't touch”

because I'm all yours, in my body, mind

and soul

even if your laying in the sun staring in her

eyes while the children play around you

and you find peace and love..

shit its then that

I realized

In a crowd, away from the center

of my bed I still am so desperately alone



You see my soul has been captured

taken in by you...you by me

I write poetry for you but you don't even read me

you'd rather hold me tenderly in the limited

time we have in your words to me

You hate to love me and wish you'd never met me

and yet you've never loved like this before so a new

seed has been born...

Being a regret hurts me deeply

It makes me wonder if you love me enough

to ever really feel my flesh in the bed we'd share..

It reminded me of how alone I

am in the middle of this bed



(If) you and I could really lay on our beach while

the children play around us

our silent stares would be making love

while drifting among the stars

yes...we make love without touch

even so our animalistic needs and desires would be met

with eager thrusts while the plea to “fuck me” moans

from my full wet lips in our stolen quiet moments

God...

It reminded me of how alone I

am in the middle of this bed



No cry for attention

No need for reply

however the thought of living life without you

makes me want to sink deep inside the middle

of this bed

and simply die



Without you...I am already dead



Vanishing into your regret


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12:26 Sep 07 2013
Times Read: 490


Glistening bodies entwined

in an ageless erotic dance,

seeking pleasures from each other,

seeking wonder and romance.Their lips meet in soft kisses,

their tongues begin passion’s war.

Forgotten now, the outside world.

All is here, behind this door.



He strokes her body tenderly,

she arches up for his caress.

He finds her silken portal

and her womanly wetness.



She moans in fiery desire

and pulls his hand away,

wishing to end this exquisite torture

and get on with passion’s play.



She straddles his waiting body,

eases him into her feminine hollow.

She leads him on a rhythmic dance,

his thrusting hips must follow.



She rides him faster, even then,

to hear his wondrous sighs.

She shows him all the delights

she has between her womanly thighs.



They stare into each other’s eyes

and gasp as ecstasy unreels,

and tangles them in a lover’s knot

that every answer reveals.



Sated, they lie side by side,

spent but hungering still.

She touches him where their passion came

and tastes their lovers spill.



Their mouths meet in passionate need,

hungry animals once more.

This time he rises above her,

her body to explore.



Their ballet begins again,

as he thrusts his manhood in,

vowing not to end the dance

unless her cries he’ll win.



Like beasts of old they become,

riding with desire,

only resting their throbbing bodies

when sated by their fire.


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LordFangor
LordFangor
13:25 Sep 07 2013

I like this








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