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Faceless Kelly Mackie Looks-stares-me-you-hot and wet-our bodies pressed together fueling our desires-sliding-riding-lust mistaken for love-I stare at you- the smoke from your cigarette makes my eyes water-I walk wearing nothing but my thoughts-I grab my clothes and put them on as you ackwardly watch-I walk out the door |
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Evil Has Many Guises By the boi who still belives in Icarus |
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BE MY LOVER, NOT MY MASTER
Everyday another person falls in love falls into bondage thinking if it's real it has to stand the test of time Together, before God (and all our friends) we two will form a union if we fill each others' holes we can pretend we don't feel lonely Is it love or is it jealousy? Why monogamy, Why tie ourselves down? I want to be free to love and free to feel without some fuckin phony pretense I don't want to own you This simple, hypocritical serial pseudo marriage chokes us all puts walls between people and limits our experience I don't – We don't need that! Let's cut our chains and blur the human boundaries A victory for people Death to stagnant tradition Our lives reclaimed for passion |
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You turned to me and told me that I was cute I smiled politely and replied, "You don't want anything to do with me I'll break your heart and fuck up your life Using my dick to put tears in you eyes A kiss is a kiss but i want more I want Bliss Using the power you give me , manipulation is easy I cum, I sleep everything gained You cry awake frozen, ashamed When the morning comes I have morals again I try to forget the passion that drove me to the end of the trust you showed me I stole it and left you bare with your world upside-down, over your head, in the air I quietly made an excuse to leave And so I left on to better things. |
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