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UntitledI didn't feel a thing, As my life escaped rapidly, From your bleeding wrists.Untitled
I didn't feel a thing, When I tried to knock it back in me, With my own two fists.
I didn't feel a thing, When I tried to drink it back again, From packs of cheap beer cans.
I didn't feel a thing, When I tried to recreate those nights, With another man.
And no I didn't feel a thing, Picturing your face, Going to our place, Smelling your t-shirt, Prolonging the hurt, Please pretend you care, I'm tearing out my hair, For you.
by ~First-Penetration
Cyanide SexWashed the kisses off my face, Wondered if he'd ever plant them again, Take me to our cyanide scented place, I had a craving for it then.Cyanide Sex
Let him try to fill the space inside, Impossible as it is, Physical acts can never hide, Things under false pretences.
Eyes locked, fixated on eachother, Skin on his back parting under my nails, Using my moaning voice as my cover, Only with you it always fails.
Mourned the loss of his sex stained smell, From my ever aching skin, Pray he won't think me any less, Virginity defeated, But I know,
by ~First-Penetration
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- Current Residence: H/w, South Bucks, England etc
- Interests: Art, Music, Bumming around
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You're standing in my doorway seven cities ago, The days are racing, but you come back too slow. You're the finest thing I've ever done. The hurricane I can't outrun. I could wait around for the dust to still, But I don't believe it ever will.
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That's not an insult, you just called her an exspencive life sorce- Mah!!!!
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