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This a poem without a form and a story without an end. This is my life, my love, my lust, my breath...and the world that holds in all in place. Flesh to flesh, voices mingle through tobacco smoke. Her eyes glitter with something new and fresh, amazement. Beautiful notes spill off her tongue like ransom notes for my heart.....a kiss to the lips, my ( Read more... )

I just have this amazing ability to be the biggest piece of shit in the world.

I fuck everything up.

Everything.

My poor heart is tired of screaming it's history only to hear an echo of it's past.

Someone closed the door today to my heart, and the key broke off in the lock.

A rusted reminder that my heart is no longer within the reach of your dirty fingers.

Your touch melts my flesh, heated trails of lust fade into my skin as tortured memories.

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Those who inflict upon me a broken heart, deserve none of my love and adoration.

Sew my heart back into my chest, for it's bleeding on the floor.

"I was hoping those words you spilled from your mouth we only lies.....maybe you'd turn around and see the knife you planted in my back.  Roots growing from the silver, wiring themselves into my mind, leeching darkness all through my mind. Please tell me....tell me you didn't mean ( Read more... )

My health is getting progressively worse and I'm not sure what I plan to do about it.

I'm rather scared too because now is not the time to die.

I mean, my life isn't great right now.....but it isn't treating me like shit either.

I have no idea what I am going to do.

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I can't believe he's dead....what am I going to do?

Riley: "I've never done anything illegal  but speed.....AH, I MEAN SPEED...like a car."

Ha, she cracks me up.