Friends with the devil
Hold hands with his remnants
He makes me feel human
And like I could be anything
From beautiful to fantastic
To a complete and utter beast
Ceases to exist
The feelings of a relationship
I'm twisting and turning
Wrenched guts and inner churning
The emotions tug and pull
It's a little rough
Being a slave to touch
When you've never felt love
Or even a touch of a hand
That conforted you
Or made you feel loved too
Ive been wanting someone
So damn fucking much
As way more than I'll get
But knowing I am a moment
A lapse in thought processes
That you will one day forget
And I will forever regret
Is what leaves me in unrest
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Litany by Nailinthewall
PoetryA book of short poems, prose and passages written during a period of my life. I could get famous one day, be one of the first people who can say I knew them before they were popular! You know you want to....
