Tear out my heart with your long fingers
Long fingers in my wet dreams and nightmares
Stare into my soul with your judging brown eyes
Judging brown eyes that I used to stare at
Brunette hair soft and short
Brunette hair I wanna pull
Soft siren voice calling out to me
Soft siren voice calling me a monster
Tallness like a statue
Tallness I look up to
You're beautiful
Hold your hands with my hands
Hands that wanna touch you
Hazel eyes that can see your lies
Hazel eyes that read what you write
Blonde or whatever my hair colour is
pulled by you
Disgusting feminine voice telling lies
Disgusting feminine voice moaning out your name in agony and pleasure
Shortness short and stubby
Shortness compared to your godly form
I'm Disgusting
If I went into personalities we all know that you'd become a monster along with me to ensure your pure image we won't say your sins names.
I want you
No I need you
I yearn for you
You are my God...
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Mr.blue
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Rose thorns || A Collection Of my Poetry
Poetrya whole bunch of my poems since like 2019 also the reason its considered mature is because most of the poems are very deep and/or triggering
