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Dark clouds circling

Dark clouds circling

Your panties never stopped

the bleeding

My smelling senses told me when

The smell of tin the warning friend

To stay away

from your dark clouds circling

above – within

She said

She said :

“dance like nobody is watching”

I stumbled, trying, their backs turned and minds focused on distant dreams

“write like nobody is reading”

I scribbled, trying, their eyes wavering and my words in cursive ignored

Jane

Did I scare you …………. ?

Last night was …

Differential melting pot

Jane – do you want …

Combustion or Contraption

Meddling sisters are a pain

A bucket Deliah – empty or neigh

Your presence required

Jane, Jane, Jenny ; bows

Innocence betrayal ; wicked

Jane wants a boyfriend

Now

Who is that?

Who is that?

She who awoke me, my words

Choke me

I no longer smoke ; just jest – pigging

She calls me

As if she loves me ::: talking

Wanting things I want to give her

Pushing me beyond the boundary

“Life Starts at the End of Your Comfort ZONE” she gave me a pillow writing, stating suchlike suchlies

WtF am I to think

I love

Trying to hide it

She guesses non of it

I am sure of it

Hoping

Bed Songs

shentoncarrington:

circle-no-10:

shentoncarrington:

circle-no-10:

shentoncarrington:

circle-no-10:

shentoncarrington:

Love is bed.
Sleep love me.
Lonely love in
Bed. I am bed.

and those darn springs
pierce me

This bed be soft.

soft as sheet
Her loving embrace
at first gentle
piercing wounds she leaves
scarring

/// tissue bleeding

Head Rest

A woman for you
Would be a balm.

A woman for me
In my palm
Blessed be

If I were a woman
I’d know how to answer.
You may take your chance
At love if you give enough

There is a woman.inside
All of us
Embracing that which
The springs miss (bed time)
Her divinity in balance
Her stronger points
The Robot (in oil covered)
Smiling

Your Tower Towering

There is death in falling

In failing

Flaming lips

Flailing hips

50 / 50

Our chance of

Survival

I jumped

For Freedom

Thy Conqueror

The Death of The Star

My HEART deserts me

Your beating / baton / ignites me

Heaving + Heart + unsigned integer

I am thy lord and thus thy

Conqueror

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