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i gave you flowers
you gave me a black eye
no one wants to be second best
winning you over was all i cared
your slender silhouette
the way your lips would curl into a smile
everything about you enchanted me
where did i go wrong
you demanded for me to be individual
i think what you really wanted was loyal puppet
i'll cherish this purple reminder of you
thanks for the opportunity
i just don't think i'll ever get over you

nooner

i look forward to our lurid embrace
your plump juicy breast golden from the heat
you legs that shimmer in the light
the thought of your juices slowly running down my chin
i can't help but spy on you, peeking as you prepare
i am anxious, my mouth waters
excitement fills my body as i hear the chime
you are ready to be devoured
god i love chicken

tried

i hate to disappoint you

i can't be a rock to rely on




why do you put so much faith

in a faithless man.




all i'm good for is lies

and carnal kisses




find yourself a worthy love

someone with desire




let me fade into the distance

disappear from your eyes




your heart will heal in time

your soul with shine




thank you for the wicked sin

i'll never feel that way again

naked balerina

As lily petals descend onto Swan Lake
My thoughts and impressions
I envision you pinned in salmon
Dancing in my thoughts
In night, your beauty is captured in waves
Each time you drift to shore I'm scared it will be the last
We audition our hearts in rhapsody
The moon reflects our naked truth
In each wake and on each petal
The morning awakens the dancer, and I see you
Your breeze embraces me and I feel you
My heart pause's me to listen, and I hear you
Harmony befalls me; the impression is of love
We dance, weathering storms to St. Petersburg
I, your danseur and you my naked ballerina
We balloon for those who seek an impression
The fourth of which is the one that lasts
As in truth, love is naked, only bound by our impressions

friziglazzle

crossroads you have set a tough decision before me

i am nervous about this uncertain future

i need help, i can't decide on my own

the torture of indecision is painful

it tears at my heart

it punctures my train of thought

i know what my dreams are

i know that i can't do this forever

my cup is running all over the place

where is that shepherd to guide me through the green pastures

my biggest fear is letting people down

now i am in a spot where someone will be disappointed

time to take my rod and my staff and wait for fate