Mr. 500

(500th) post!

 

 

 

Im just going to speak….

 

Fuck it…

when I came to wordpress…

I was the aftermath of a…

Well…

That’s another story…

I have many true storys…

MANY!

 

 

“Hysteria”

Damaged like split ends…

I split ties with evil men…

I never lied…

Even when…

I knew the truth…

About all yours…

Pop!

Pop!

Pop!

Hear…

Thats all yours………………

Bye…

Bye…

White words…………………

In a dark world…………….

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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War Princess

Give…

Let die…

Never what’s over our heads…

A halo weeps…

Down on two…

Sacrafices…

For us to be…

No gutter can hold…

our bloodlines…

When cut open together…

Leaving Dimond plasma…

In a rubix cube circumference…

A human could…

Never…

Understand…

 

 

 

Or…

Underestimate our love…

Ran up the bill on scars…

licked each others wounds…

Like dogs…

Entering your personal…

Enterprise…

Realm…

Raw smooth…

lower rock carpet…

Onyx formed into…

The feathers of a dove…

Will you war for our love?

 

 

 

 

 

Lotus

What do you believe in?

I’m the odd near spirit….

I fallow my call….

I’ve lived here before….

Am I living on?

Am I dead?

Gone?

A thorn…

Planted that never grown….

Marked moments…

That rage infection….

Terror town…

I drawn in those coloring books….

With stashed razor blades….

Inside of them….

Remember…

Blood use to confuse me….

I heard that…

These are the best lessons learned….

Then I must be a prophecy….

Who am I………….

My Next To

light breathing on my sunshine…

Nurtured her smiles…

Like a new born child…

There is love there…

No replacement stairs…

Basking in the silence…

Hatred impaires…

Cry the salt into the pot…

I guarantee…

You will grow alot…

Lifes an eye…

Royal Treatment

18+

 

There you go again…

Teasing me in my own bed…

Your hands embarrassing…

The back of my head…

Why?

Why do you do this?

She options…

Picking up the cool whip…

Submerged my battle ship…

Cruises to the bottom…

Of the sea…

I entered the reactor core of your essence…

The fine print…

I gots loves to give…

Iconic Wind

Shes a hard sleeper…

Don’t wake her…

You might just loose your arm…

Punctuation wholes in the skin…

middle finger callused…

Miss the alphabetical vain…

Heroin…

Sniffing up the brown sugar…

Chained down by black and mild smoke…

The feeling of…

Something so fucking good!

Till I’m pen ill…

Needing some more of you…

Till…

I…

Just…

Drown…

In…

Ink…

Kissing The Pain Away

18+

 

My love will…

Entirely…

Conquer thee sensitive senses…

That illuminated illistrations of you…

The outer…

Experience…

Powerful!

Matched kissing the taste of fine peach…

Ripe for the taking…

Development of a Devine apprehension…

Of  the “G-Spot” Bounty…

To me…

Easily Capturing…

Wanted by you…