My heart is your play thing,
I love it.
My mind's just making these scenarios,
I hate it.
I know this is just a test run,
I'm scared of it.
I'm insane,
I love it.
You don't like my crazy,
I hate it.
I want to hold you in my arms,
I'm going to miss this one day.
Hand soft agaisnt your face,
I love it.
Hands tightening on wrists and on throats,
I hate it.
Let me show you something I think you'll enjoy,
This'll be fun.
-Me, 10/10
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The Dark Poems In My Head
PoëzieThis is those little whispering poems that weasel their way into my wonderful brain. Don't know how this'll turn out, but, you know how it goes! Lets try something new! It is mature because some of this shit is bad! Extremely! Not sexual, but words...
