Memories Of Roses

Memories Of Roses

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Jul 13, 2016
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The King Im in the endless pit of uncertainty Deliberately asking air to breath. I crave for him like water, I cant live without. I wanted him like air my body consumes, But having him is my medicine and also my destruction. Consuming him is a gift and a curse. Shall I succumb myself to have you again Kingston Florence Night?
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I made a wrong move... no no no. I made the worst move I could ever make. Why? Was I feeling daring? Did I want a challenge? I don't know what was going through my mind but I knew I wanted you, I wanted your hot impure body to mine and I wanted and still desperately want to know if you love me. I want the smoke you breath to fill my lungs, my heart intoxicated by your every vibrant nature and action. I want to be the one you hold close to your waist, your dark nature diminishing whenever I'm with you, a sly smirk to cause a blush on my cheeks, the same smirk I use to despise on you but for an entirely different reason. But at the moment you are gone, doing god knows what, probably without me on your mind, probably living your life like you use to Happy But me? I am about as dead, lifeless and tired as one of your Burnt Cigarettes

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