Category Archives: Poetry

yeux

The Depth (& Love) In Your Eyes Can Scrutinize And Destroy My Guise

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soverigout(dontfreakin)

Apolitical Crypt Kid, Wavering Strength Heretical Flip-kick, Torn Down Fence

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Phew, Stunned…

Chest feeling the quickness, a good bother. Lifted lust shifted to love one another. She pardoned my excuses; so i led her to find the source of our fusion.

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spoonspawn-camping

 Ball’d Up, Waking Slow Creeping Touch, Grabs Your Love  Sleeping Still, We Crawl Us Prone Fire, We Light This Lust

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bio-chemicouple

Chrysalis Synthesis Sauntered Off Innocence Flickering Stint Caught A Wave And Kissed

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ScarceEyes

You Make It So Hard To Look Into Your Eyes Because I know That We-Would-Stare For The Rest Of Our Lives.

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Outsignificance

The Infinite Affinity Towards That Which Cannot Be Kept Close To Me: Love.

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Bitchuvason(iam)

Single Frame Lasting Several Years; Fake The Crap But Tell Her Something Sweet. Poultry Flapping, Freedom Is Still. Countries Collapsing, Pitchers Of Pills.

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Itchy-Bruise

180, Heels Over Head. Accidental Shift Shit Can’t Quite Grip. Blissful Sweet Speed. Tripped Quick, Loosened Footing Smashed To Bits & Stomp All The Quitting.

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Lest i Eat & Devour You Choke & i Scour Through The Remnants Of Your Body You Will Live On Inside Of Me

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