

UntitledOh fair sweet maiden, My heart beats for you, But flames of desire, Hide feelings so true. Dark haired beauty, Eyes of angelic hue, True perfection lies, In that which you are.Untitled
Your lips, an ode to purity, Ripe pomegranates hide in shame, Your voice a sweet melody, Glorifying His name. Your hands, sweet pilgrims, Phalangeal Mecca but a dream.
Wit beyond measure, Kindness supreme.
How long shall I endure, Tumultuous fluttering and heat? How long shall I endure . Each time we greet. Courage and Fear,


Dancer BeguiledWith released inhibitions, With golden brown hair, With hips slowly, she danced away. With hungry eyes starring, With desire unfailing, With greedy hands betraying, she danced away.Dancer Beguiled
Without grace or poise, Without balance or sanity, Without bottle in hand, she danced away. Without shoes for feet, Without shard pocked retreat, Without pain to defeat, she danced away.
With eyes gone astray, Without music to hear, With newfound burden to bear, she danced away. With twigs in her hair, Without skin left to bear, With armour for tears


The Lover's DemiseAway they dance, Snow-like beings of whimsy, Carried with the wind, No true will of their own. They hover a bit,The Lover's Demise
As if pondering the deed,
Victim unaware, Of an untimely demise.
Mangled remains lay testament, To the angelic ones' true nature, Soul stealing cohorts, Yielding nothing but tears.


97219Do naught as the tears they blear your eyes This is the feeling of not alright They dont understand the things that you say You know for sure you are not okay Adequacy taunts; a distant thought You are not spent you are not bought97219
They dont understand the things you say You are not like them youre not made that way Face is burning Head is hurting Body is yearning I just need the sun
This is the feeling of not alright Your mind is constricting Your throats getting tight
The air is thin The climate is cold  
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you keep playing me like a fruit machine
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