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The Autumn Awakening
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Publié :28/12/2013 12h55
Dernière mise à jour :20/5/2024 5h47 16405 vues
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The bright oranges,yellows,and red hues consume swaying autumn trees aligned with ivy spreading and splaying around there towering flesh.I see the pages turn in every direction as life grows into uncertainty and my words seem to fail me.Inside I know emotions roil and rampage,thundering wildly across a frosting Earth aching for heat to ease the hardened dirt frozen by the frigid temperatures just the way I do when I am thinking of you.Somehow,Somewhere,The past got in the way of my future and the blame began to become my weapon of choice.Punishing everyone I loved after you for your betrayals and your sins of choice but as I turned to stone I realized it was time to throw your memory to the wind and catch the sweet scent that is living.Let my creativity flow where the emptiness flooded.Your long gone I know and now I realize it's time to go and flee this reoccuring scene.I won't crave your love anymore I'll drop it in the sands of nevermore where it should've been when you crushed me because the day is young and I am happier now.
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Chill
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Publié :16/11/2013 3h10
Dernière mise à jour :28/12/2013 1h33 17899 vues
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Chilled steel.He is and he was.She did and she won.Smoke rolling out the window of an old Mustang.Dead ends.Whispers.Emptiness.Bonnie and Clyde died so fast.Past.No future.No refunds nor returns.Get what you give.So many new faces.Faded towns.Promise of a wedding gown.Diamonds deadly.She never wanted that promise and did not care much for his touch anymore.Almost twenty not a bright eyed teenager anymore.Hotel rooms.Feel of his breath disgusting to brush upon her skin anymore.Bars.His lips.That strangled plea.A million in the trunk.Nowhere now.Had to get out.The blood.The thrill.He wanted and she gave the only thing he had not taken away.She fired.Did not think twice.Tattoos and triumph.The lead leash shattered by itself.Stepping over him.Speeding headlights.A horrific scene.Left that little ring with him and all the memories to a woman reproved
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Day
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Publié :16/11/2013 2h31
Dernière mise à jour :20/5/2024 5h47 17403 vues
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One day at a time now Wondering when.HowAnd why the hell not.
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The night train :10 things I would love to do right fucking now
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Publié :12/11/2013 23h13
Dernière mise à jour :16/11/2013 12h14 8040 vues
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1. A Mountain Dew (Tap water sucks)Caffeine needed!!!
2. To see Amsterdam up close and eat some Hash brownies
3.Gaze at New York's restless but bustling city
4.To build a snowman in the middle of Alaska Northern lights a plus
5.Maybe some Java Monsters to make me bounce off the walls
6.To get a tattoo of a black widow right on my ass cheek
7.Go to the cemetery and find inspiration in the quiet
8.Finish my novelsThey are killer lol
9.A partner in crime
10.And to rock my ass off at a BFMV concert
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My best friend
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Publié :12/11/2013 23h01
Dernière mise à jour :12/11/2013 23h27 7732 vues
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Playlist blaring.Midnight fun and smoke rolling off my lips.Late lights painting orbs aglow in the autumn sky where the moon is singing dangers song.Tasted his lips and damn those blue eyes had me flying higher than I already was.Explosive kiss.Rolling around in the grass like a couple of underage kids.Laughing our asses off.Best friends lol watching shit get crazy together.Nothing but peace
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My victory
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Publié :12/11/2013 22h55
Dernière mise à jour :20/5/2024 5h47 7529 vues
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Sweet is the day and long is the night
Thought you knew me
Judged me so wrongly
And left me with the fake ass I love you that you never meant
But I do not care anymore because I am coaching my own life now
And I dont need your fucking help
Finally accomplished my goals and I am headed out of here
Had fun and feel as if I can fly
All those years I wasted dating assholes like you
Call me a crazy bitch maybe I am
But now I can see what I could not before
More to life than loving
Its about fucking living for those moments
Soaking up the sun
Seeing that you won
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Living in the fastest of lanes.Needing some naked change
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Publié :12/11/2013 12h01
Dernière mise à jour :12/11/2013 22h49 8055 vues
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What do you see in my eyes now but the sapphire coated turquoise puddles of mush that man has made these irony clad irises of insignificant,insecure,uninterested soulfulness.Have you tasted my uncaring enigma of raging passion.It flows fertile and fragrant.Wilder than the thunder of those majestic,magnificent wild horses.I am no more as the dawn is to the approaching day.You took my emotional functionality and fucked it up one feeling at a time.No retries or returns.Learned I have.Shall I dare to dominate.Take my fill.Get every little cheap thrill.Make myself believe I am a badass and forget the past and all my exs assholish manner.Move on.Light it up.Get drunk and hump.Get stoned and have fun.Runaway.Catch a sweet ride on the crazy train.Fuck em senseless.Give it hell.Let the pleasure derail me soon so overlook this phase of doom and gloom.I wanna learn the sinful sweetness.
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Relish
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Publié :1/11/2013 23h57
Dernière mise à jour :11/11/2013 23h52 8192 vues
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I relish your sweetened,sugared thoughts but the way you carry the truth bubbling inside and slowly burying you one tethering tale after another.So high and mighty such a saint you play yourself to be but when you chewed my wounds I saw the sad creature you truly are .Crushed me then left me with a partial liars little meaningless I love you.She looks so good upon you and you wear the hell so well when she belittles you.They say Karma just never fails
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Fucked up thought
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Publié :17/6/2013 12h12
Dernière mise à jour :1/11/2013 23h43 10407 vues
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Society believes in fairytales...couples over think forever...and it is that one crack that conjures every crucifying of one's naive heart.They argue they are so happy but years from now they will see love's no sea sweet tea but poisoned petrifying hell.Fighting is endless as the lies are too.Once upon a time love used to have shine now it is dimmed by everyone elses sick twisted self conceited nature.Giving what is so good in front of you makes you a fool and staying in a situation that is as hopeless as every helpless hollow day hearkens tearing.Tranquilizing.Divorce occurs often because communication is nonexistent and blame is everywhere...envy..we simply do not love these days we merely lust...and what is hot one day is not when you have to live with it everyday and true colors are shown...Beauty is sickened and defined deafeningly ...We drive our own selves to doom...CHOOSE WISELY AS ONE WOULD SAY..not everything is as it seems...
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The doms undoing and creator
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Publié :4/6/2013 2h06
Dernière mise à jour :3/1/2016 6h15 8858 vues
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Raining ceaselessly upon the shingled roof of a lonesome little stone structure in the midst of nowhere.Intense animal like baby blues beckoning him to beg for just a second longer of her sweet,sexually soothing attention but she was dazing into a distant memoir maliciously mauling her miserable mind.Understanding her complexity nearly impossible.She never let him see straight through her and to guess what was going through her pretty little head only lead him to the outer limits.So he sat there pondering what to say and what to do.But when she finally twisted to face him he was not suspecting to see tears streaming down that frigidly fine crafted hot numbers face.
The thunder restlessly roaring in deaf ears seemingly.Pink lips uttering in an unfamiliar soft spoken tone."Jon",she rasped.He leaned in to see the striking revealing about to be laid upon him.
What she said: "I am not as strong as I appear in this leather and lace because my mistakes,my demons,and my naive ways won me a name.A rep that only delights the devil in dark dim lit hotel rooms and in this shit-hole I reside in.He had eyes so brown and warm that they suckered my stupidity right in but the way he held me so tightly taunted my soul into believing in the ghostly fairy-tales of love floating around but he is the reason I will not and never plan to let you close enough to cut me down.Strangers lie and passion burns so hot only to die an impatient and uncaring death"
"It was pouring and oh so perfect to set the stage for a frightening failure when fatal attraction attended to my core.Crushing me like these Bud Light cans strewn all atop each other in the waste basket by the fridge.His muscles retracting as he stood there exposed.Ripped,ready,and wanting no more than to ride my dreams to ashes.His cock pulsated against my pussy and my hormones raged the way they never had with any other man.He possessed me completely with that mocking mouth.Tongue tranquilizing my will to refuse.Arms encircling me to madden me.The thumbing tingle taught to my blossoming nipples.Naughty or nice.The price would poison me.He leaned down to suck my roses.Nibbling neutralization.Suckling surge shot throughout my thudding veins.The supple fill of his cock in my small pale palms.
More I mumbled.He was down on me and his lips were on my pussy.The rapid raunchy experience and I was twitching in a hot mess of cum and coincidence.On my knees he commanded and I took his cock all the way into my throat.The veins and the flesh flushed.Rock hard.Fucking my face and making me his whore.His slut.Demeaning me.I then climbed atop him and I mounted him.The first taste of bliss soured my innocence and I could not get enough of that dick.Insanity a vague understatement.But I was not this brave soldiers world because back and forth.Twisting .Turning.The snake he was becoming more and more evident.So in love he had me where he wanted me but when I saw her.My heart flat lined and I was cussing myself in the mirror.Knowing I had given only to get empty exed out.
Claiming I was number one.But he put that diamond ring on her finger.Moved her in right under my nose not before he invited me to be his incognito one month fixation.Tested to my limit.Screaming.Pathetic.Dumb teenage girl who was at a loss for words.The sweetness of his tears when I made him weep made me the monster I am.The dogtags I kept as a reminder of the past I do not wish to return to.So now I bring pain to give pleasure.Perfect at my craft.I was schooled by the best.In my finale I had my revenge.The situation I control.So nothing will ever disease and demolish me.You are my play pet.Nothing more.Nothing less.Do not request I stay because I will kick you into the useless emotionless pile of sex appetizer applicators,Understand and enjoy what I give"
He was speechless and after that night he never asked for anything more than what she gave.
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The snapshot
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Publié :2/6/2013 1h09
Dernière mise à jour :20/5/2024 5h47 8275 vues
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The lines crackling calling from the Television set and the images in my tortured head.Nude.Nude.Nude.Stripped by dishonor.Baring all.Flesh infected.Crawling termites congregate with the cockroaches of tommorow.Acquired demons.I am buried by the seed sowing self hated instructed destruction.Could take my paint brush,fine tip,and carve out the corruption festering.Screaming so diseased.Hating myself and thee.The game begins ,a head trip,another sinful fright unjustified.Crow's coiled blues bear witness when germination guides me to end this violent play.Loaded alone and the pills can never erase erratic nightmares.One question.Yes or no.This time its not a spoken response.You are weak ravenous wolf but this feline is going to finish you off.Thump.Thump.Your heart gives the scent..aroma...cursed wretch my days ...no brothel but hell in store.Corded phone around your windpipe.Caw.Caw.Fly through the ring.Taste my crescendo.See your own descent.Draining.Life.Playtimes over plead not.Turning purplish blue.Violet hues.Die now in destitude.Not your perversion.Your fantastical fanatical fantasy any longer.Choke on your mindless manipulative manner.Oh my beloved it is a pleasure to poison you.A high much more benificial than THC.Scream nobody can hear you.Crows,crows,crows.How Edgar.Mighty Poe inspires the cold.Transforming.Converting a new experience.Exhale.Exhiliration.I can comprehend rage.I love it.Bask Basilisk because tonight you die by the fingered claws fondling the ribbons rimming your self serving soul.Owls and destined transversal trees twisted,malformed.Thundering herd from the pits.Ashes.Sulfur.Suffocation.Orgasming when you finally turn cold.Cadaver corpse.They swarm me.Pecking your hazel autumn irises.Perched on my silhouette floating aimlessly through the fearsome forest where return would be rubbish danking drear because here no sun will remember you.My friends.My loyal accesors.You created the panther's passion for blood.Spirit drudging mud.Dignity never to be deceived by the hearts of hormonal horse shit men.Toying with their pride.Ill cleanse them one by one.Two or three to sate the evil in me.A radiant crow.Bye bye.Farewell.Curtains close.
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You
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Publié :2/6/2013 12h59
Dernière mise à jour :20/5/2024 5h47 8129 vues
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Happy horrors
And another long night without you in my life
My fascination forsakingly fucked me over
And I believed in all your lies
One crack at a time
I slowly dissolved and as my lovers call
All I see is you
Swamping my teasingly terrifying thoughts
And today is the happiest day of your life
She became your wife
And I just remembered as another notch in your narcism
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