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29 reads
2 Comments
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22 reads
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29 reads
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Cowgirl Up!!!!!
Here we go!!!!
Hot and steamy Nashville night
Goin' out with friends
YEEEEE HAAAAW!!!!
Short 'lil summer dress
Spaghetti strapped white eyelet
Perfect hint of perfume...Tresor
Bare legs and cowboy boots
The bar is packed to full capacity
Our seats were reserved
My friend's husband is playing tonight
They're up next!!!
Our drinks finally arrive
A shot of Jameson to start off
Mmmmm....feel the burn
As it runs down my throat
Wish you were here
Damn....wouldn't that have been one hell of a night?!?
The...
Hot and steamy Nashville night
Goin' out with friends
YEEEEE HAAAAW!!!!
Short 'lil summer dress
Spaghetti strapped white eyelet
Perfect hint of perfume...Tresor
Bare legs and cowboy boots
The bar is packed to full capacity
Our seats were reserved
My friend's husband is playing tonight
They're up next!!!
Our drinks finally arrive
A shot of Jameson to start off
Mmmmm....feel the burn
As it runs down my throat
Wish you were here
Damn....wouldn't that have been one hell of a night?!?
The...
#dark
#teens
#soldiers #romantic
#soldiers #romantic
30 reads
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The Kill
I don't like to think of dying
But what if your arms could kill?
What if all my insecurities could be gone in a flash
Fears washed away in an instant
All at the power of
Your touch
Would you go for it?
What if your embrace contains the secret ingredient
To all that I'm missing
And have never quite been able to find
If I knew
I'd let it stir in my mind
But I would remain still
Moved by you
Deeply, too
But not enough
To really follow where you lead
Because I'm afraid of what you see
So when you come around
I...
But what if your arms could kill?
What if all my insecurities could be gone in a flash
Fears washed away in an instant
All at the power of
Your touch
Would you go for it?
What if your embrace contains the secret ingredient
To all that I'm missing
And have never quite been able to find
If I knew
I'd let it stir in my mind
But I would remain still
Moved by you
Deeply, too
But not enough
To really follow where you lead
Because I'm afraid of what you see
So when you come around
I...
#strength
#rejection
#courage #science
#courage #science
107 reads
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Doctrine of Dependency
Duct tape smells so fucking clinical
The soles of leather shoes, the rubber on the inside of a tennis ball
Singular potency's of chemical sanitation
It's weave like a bandage leaves red checkers on my face
To blend with each new scratch purposefully placed
Stroke the beard of age before shaving the skin from my flesh
Hair still growing, mind numb, thoughts stopping
Dreaming, senseless and maddening
Rub my eyes with my sleeve, the blood from exposed wounds stains my features
Let me bleed as the fraudulent statues of martyred falsified saints
Do you see...
The soles of leather shoes, the rubber on the inside of a tennis ball
Singular potency's of chemical sanitation
It's weave like a bandage leaves red checkers on my face
To blend with each new scratch purposefully placed
Stroke the beard of age before shaving the skin from my flesh
Hair still growing, mind numb, thoughts stopping
Dreaming, senseless and maddening
Rub my eyes with my sleeve, the blood from exposed wounds stains my features
Let me bleed as the fraudulent statues of martyred falsified saints
Do you see...
#dark
50 reads
3 Comments
Unbearable
Phases
the poor face these days are nothing
compared
to what emotions put people through
these days,
when knowing what they have
but thinking they actually own it all,
while they actually happen
to be the used
by those they amuse most
of the time
calling it love
but not being able
to bear it
because those they love
bury it
with smiles on their face
that says I love you
night and day
but my plan is
to make you pay the price
for dating me and
taking me out on
dates
like you know what it...
the poor face these days are nothing
compared
to what emotions put people through
these days,
when knowing what they have
but thinking they actually own it all,
while they actually happen
to be the used
by those they amuse most
of the time
calling it love
but not being able
to bear it
because those they love
bury it
with smiles on their face
that says I love you
night and day
but my plan is
to make you pay the price
for dating me and
taking me out on
dates
like you know what it...
#wife
34 reads
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Love You (so here's another poem for you)
I've never been scared to die.
Try, maybe.
But so far that hasn't stopped me.
But I never fucking succeed because
I'm such a fucking failure.
All I know is anymore that now I
have the best damn reason to
survive and get through all this bullshit
and I love you and I hope you know
that.
But, losing you is the scariest thing I
could even imagine.
I love you.
I miss you constantly.
Losing you would be the end of me.
Try, maybe.
But so far that hasn't stopped me.
But I never fucking succeed because
I'm such a fucking failure.
All I know is anymore that now I
have the best damn reason to
survive and get through all this bullshit
and I love you and I hope you know
that.
But, losing you is the scariest thing I
could even imagine.
I love you.
I miss you constantly.
Losing you would be the end of me.
#hate
#grief
71 reads
1 Comment
Kicking the Habit
Hi. . . My name is Clear and I have an addiction for this thing called Spoken Word.
And it all started when I was introduced to sessions that sparked joints;
Where listeners got lost and hallucinated in the right dosage of words;
This came from the mouths of dope heads, which never mislead.
Who burn A4 pages from the dome, on every stage for commonsense sentences?
Shrooms would fill the room at a state of intellectual ecstasy;
And the dealer would be the organizer of such cause and effect.
Passing out on microphones from an immediate fix from stanzas;
Drooling...
And it all started when I was introduced to sessions that sparked joints;
Where listeners got lost and hallucinated in the right dosage of words;
This came from the mouths of dope heads, which never mislead.
Who burn A4 pages from the dome, on every stage for commonsense sentences?
Shrooms would fill the room at a state of intellectual ecstasy;
And the dealer would be the organizer of such cause and effect.
Passing out on microphones from an immediate fix from stanzas;
Drooling...
43 reads
0 Comments
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