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It all started so simple and sweet, Phone calls and text message every day of the week Late trips down by the riverside, where we would count the stars on those moonlit nights, our feet swaying in the water as we talked about life, Netflix and chill as we connected on something real I was…
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I don’t want true love, but love that lies, Cross my heart, and hope to die What’s a lover but just another bad trip to make you agonize, Why seek the day when all you know is the night, Why look for an emotional touch, that’s not enough Just give me a physical rush, Feed…
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Lick the ink of my pen And Spit poetry slow into the canvas of my skin, Take control, make me feel it deep into my vein, work me with those lips of Novocaine…
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Love is a war that can leave its scars, those who survive the battle are awarded a Purple heart.
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I wish we could trade complexion Maybe then you’ll understand my life’s complications Sure, All Lives Matter but this ain’t about you and don’t get me started on the Blue You don’t see color that shit don’t even compute That’s just a protest to my protest that you’re quick to declare The facts are…
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Your Sex plays as my remedy How can I deny it? Your Sex fucks with my sanity, This addiction I can’t fight it, Your Sex serves as my therapy, Don’t take away this Erotic prescription from me Your Sex is my clarity, Sip the Love of your drug from a Styrofoam cup Not looking for…
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Can I lay my head at thy Alter? Speak tongue into lips that never speak Entrance to heaven is what I do seek, Just let me in I want you to use me Baptize me in the wine of your potion It’s something taboo to see a goddess on her knees, Lips flexing their magic…
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How Many times did you cry today? Let me hold you close until the hurt fades away On and on I’ll embrace you within my arms Shelter you from the storm He’ll never understand the pain that he’s formed How many times did you have to dry your eyes? Pick up the shattered pieces…
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You ride my tongue to the rhythm of the rain, Lips soaked with the cream of your stain, Hands playing up the curves of your spine You scream taking hold of the headboard, Ride is slow, take your time, I know damn well you can take it, Shit this what I call Breakfast in Bed,…
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