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May Be Askew
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May Be Askew May Be Askew I heard the<b> chains </font></b>dragged past my door in the window by my bed saw a face that looked like death and in my heart felt something break my limbs are weak and my chest does ache dehydrated from these tears I cried as in my thoughts count times you lied the dinners romantic I did not attend the times your comments made me feel we were not lovers not even friends and such Judas kisses stale lard in my mouth if I had a razor blade cut my lips straight out carve into my forehead "here is a fool" and lock all doors and windows seal never my heart to anyone anymore reveal and to you my cupid charlatan what should I do this one so false who I once thought was true lead you to a high high cliff and there I would your body lift but wait until the waves roll out and I can see the sharp rocks about and then I would cast your body down and yell in fiendish glee as it hit the ground I think my mind may be askew all these things I think I would do to you I would take your skin and peel it off until you were just red pulpy and soft drain your blood and make of it a milkshake lovely and so thick every gift you ever gave I would crush or slash with a blade and whenever my thoughts turn to you I think of horses and their hooves turning to glue for such a thought be more joyous than this love you showed so porous the treachery you practiced oh so well where it began and ended I cannot tell a viper or a spluttering fucking snake of this loving person a cuckolded fool you did make and so I think to hide here in my room longer until my wounds heal and I am stronger so when I look in that window near my bed that mirror silver which shows my battered head a smile afresh only I will set upon it when I think of you drowning in your own vomit. Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction |
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Sorry I misspelled Stephen King. How bizarre that you post a poem right after A King Romance. Lmao. You are an enigma Mulleen.   Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction
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I am so glad I never had such deranged thoughts. I usually beat myself up and count the ways that person is justified in rejecting me. So which is healthier? Lol. Mulleen this depiction is truly dastardly...worthy of Steven King. How could I do such a thing.... the rationalising how we were the reason for failure is the way of intelligent emphatic creatures for those who lead you to that point.... they are usually to self-absorbed to....oh butterfly.... Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction
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with, I hope, a sway in your walk and knowing your life be better, for the walk you took. Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction
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because all lovely flowers do have thorns and in love failure can cause concerns and when in love you are mislead you sometimes think someone should be bled.... (I would never recommend actions physical, but to conceive them in your mind may well be medicinal  )Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction
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