

take my handI drift on these streets Conceivable in the dark of night That I might have what I desire When blind in a tunnel of vision I only see you in this dreamtake my hand
Streets of darkness Confined to stand under the lamps Looking for the silver lining Even as the tunnel grows smaller The images grow brighter
I reach to hold your hand The darkness wraps around me Holding your beauty in my mind The tunnel stops in nothingness The lighting bug floats on
Will you walk with me? Even in my darkest day
Let me possess you
Even in omissi


to make love againSmelling your femininity Kissing down your spine Nibbling your neck Biting your shoulders Taunting your sensesto make love again
Pulling your hair Touching your lips Kissing you deeply Tasting your lips Tugging on your soul
…
Flesh burnt by pain Forgiven by lust And ravaged with desire
… Touched again By sin
.. Dreaming


Society's VictimSo many faces Each contorted in mocking ridicule They do not understand How could they Know the torment Of an empty soul? Yet still they surround me, Fill my every glance With ignorant scorn. They will never know. I want nothing more Than to kill this pain, Make this curs’d world go away. Doctors claim to cure this thing That they possess miracle drugs Yet mountains of pills Cannot save me. Each one they attempt Will be “the one” to help Until it fails And lets me down, Just like this forsaken world And my motherSociety's Victim
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"...I can be cruel, but let me be gentle with you..."
~~Be careful...it's dumb out there.
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