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CravingLet's grind hips, And let tongues slip. Place your fingertips To the scars on my hips.Craving
by ~Deannamazing
To BreathYou bleed the shallow tears of your wounded sorrows, and bite the pages of titleless books. With no faces and no names, your hands pry apart the cold dead of loneliness to reveal blinding dawn. You stand, blinking, in the burn of revelation. You have been reborn to a world tainted with the taste for desire. Wash your hands in rusted sinks of rusted hotel bathrooms and pretend it could clean your conscious of the hate you hold close as a lover; spoiled in the darkness under sheets stained with the guilt of the many who have passed between these rotted walls &nbTo Breath
by ~Deannamazing
How could you?My mind is deteriorating. I can feel it slipping with each passing day; the unspoken words reverberating around the inside of my skull, screaming to be let out, yet I have not spoken a word.How could you?
The pain and frustration tear like a knife through my flesh, and I bleed for you.
Each fallen tear washes more salt into my open wounds, and I lay broken on my bed at night begging to hear the voice of heaven calling me into it's warm, tender light so I can escape the irrational fear of having to face another day at your side, without you. &
by ~Deannamazing
ThoughtsI try my best to write you poetry. I close my eyes and breath in deep Try to let the pencil say exactly what my soul is telling me. But often the only thing I can hear is Iloveyou.Iloveyou.Iloveyou.Iloveyou.Iloveyou.Iloveyou.Iloveyou.Iloveyou. Goddammit, I love you! I fucking love you, okay!Thoughts
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