Taking a breath as I move towards your heat...my heart throbbing to each beat..stolen looks to unspoiled moments ..tormented soul oh why do you yearn..knowing the kisses will leave you burnt..and broken..lost and continued on..lips that will never touch mine but no worries everything will be fine..I laughed amused by those words...fine...things never really seem fine...or is it the perspective that is the true crime? heat agents heat..beat upon beat..oh what a treat!
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Visions Of Spookielament
Poetrydark poetry for the dark hearts. .. if you ever feel like a freak accident you are not alone. I too have those emotional scars and some even physical reminder to never reach that level again..I write for how i feel at the moment. I have pstd. Depr...
