Dear stranger,

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The shower is so hot...

I don't know what I rub 

Maybe my skin, is it my sins?

You had only one job.

Our hearts seemed twins.


The bed used to be a refuge 

Now, the sheets are ripped

I needed a deluge

To know-your soul is stripped;


Going down along my thighs

My fingers are trying to be actors

I can't find the paradise- 

I can't find my words.


Once I'll fill your lips

Driving across my body

All of the dark trips 

Will disappear with you upon me.


She-she, my legs are shaking

That lighter eyes full of desire

Made my recipes disgusting

And build a liar.


What does she laugh like?

Does she like chocolate?

I guess I was just a hike

A cheap, dusty muppet.


The shower is so cold...

                  (Unpure water)

While dancing with the fire

I learned our love by heart

My thighs-burned by desire

My innocence-ripped apart;

When the sky is full of shadow

How could I deny 

That I'm the menial of thoughts

Is your touch a lie?

Cause if it is, it never rots...

I'm falling into a shallow world

A world covered in sheets

And picking what you've hurled

My shouts are running on the streets;

A man who's but a dream

That turned my ocean into a gyre

Our story and the roses seem

Something that is never been.

                                          (Thorns)























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