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An Unromantic EmbraceI've been watching you from across the room.An Unromantic Embrace
and when you first noticed me,
I was lost in your gaze.
You approached me slowly.
The distance between us could only be measured in eternities.
There was only one thing you wanted,
and there was no stopping until you've succeeded.
You grabbed me,
pulled me closer.
I close my eyes.
I feel your still- warm breath condensing on my neck.
I can feel what you want,
Even when your lips are uncapable of confessing.
I can almost hear you wh
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Why I Don't Understand PoetryBecause I have no idea what I want.Why I Don't Understand Poetry
I want something raw and unpretty, basic to the human soul, without the self indulgent phrases that make your words appeal to my ears. I want a stacatto of impulses to flow through me, piercing each shell I have made and breaking the bones. I want to feel vunerable and broken. I want something truly human. I can't stand the visage of love and how it's made to be perfect. How once you find it everything gets better, and they live happily ever after.
they don't. It doesn't actually happen that way. In most cases it gets harder, unbearab
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A DarklightIn the dark I see things. I see faces of the lost, pale and forever weeping. They stare unblinking into my soul, and warn me of their fate. I see monsters of innumerable hands, claws, talons, and fins. They reach out to me, grasping at my feet, wrapping themselves around me. Some try to tempt me into the darkness, caressing, embracing. Others embellish with brute force and pain. Scratching, clawing, and flaying my body, they rip me open to pull my broken body in. I hear the murmurs, whispers of the darkness. It calls to me, whispering in my ear, and screams in a cacophony of sounds. I smell the sulphur of fire, and the gross decomposition lyiA Darklight
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~Death is only the beginning to an everlasting dream.
~Stop, drop, and roll doesn't work in Hell.
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I don't care, I'm still free
You can't take the sky from me
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"While you were sleeping I figured out everything,
I was constructed for you, and you were molded for me."
"I meant to say gutterslut."
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Go buy shit.
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"While you were sleeping I figured out everything,
I was constructed for you, and you were molded for me."
"I meant to say gutterslut."
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Go buy shit.
or any commissions?
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You can't take the sky from me
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