Phases That Are Ongoing, Rape.
Phases that are ongoing, Rape.
Fantasy lingered a rustic roam
Thine's interceded oral engagement sunk
Deep into thy throat beyond gasping
A choke that guarded a cheater
Whom forced upon so they shall cum
Their mind was controlled by ego
A desire only for himself, selfish
The happenings occur more frequently
Then suddenly he's gone for good
Only now are memories of a time before
They were a time of youth, rave and realizations
Until pushed too far he goes astray
Innocent, he's not and now no more mine
Never was except a supposedly "best" friend
Will always remember the were
And try to focus on what was true
But know what was real was wrong
Deemed forever haunting a haze
Enter an ongoing phase.
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Mellow Twice Romance, spit.
Attentive episodes spit
Amongst those that verily
Notice to thine's in choir
A soul to peer the periods
Of the fails to reboot
A sung note fallen to crest
Lightly fading into a new
Blues trip a guitar's string
With solid amp to accept
A hinder to persuade beauty
Word of noting these lyrics
That's actual a poem incomplete
To form thy hymn overlaying
A degree to out this base
Of a joke that died
To hit never hurt a pain
That releases this womb
A shot in darkness shall
Signify the stance
Of a mellow romance.
To those that made to still making.
Noting a curable crazy
If only without self doubt
A turning atomic earning
That was whenever a spark
Had to develop thy sinful
But amended with the praise
For merely life's adventures
That taught that truth sticks
Whenever one falls it explodes
The outcome of always there
Even when not face to facets
Adorning the brilliance of sped
Glory when the aim was pleased
Still their want is strong
Enough to prevail their vision
That'll forever imprint the
Impressive print made creditable
Working gave this light
Of damn of those blue eyes
Stillness that embarked
And will forever be the fan
Of true gritty talent.
Photos by a true eviction, art.
John's doe eyes linger to viewing
Exile the harsh but true beauties
These are people whom became muses
Complete models that withhold traits
Their own personalities delivered prints
Or images that went viral to outlets
They are treasured moments passed
But shall always live until lightyears
Given a shutter that sped freely
They are my payment of creating
A look that defined themselves captured
A pixel or imprint their grains of life
The spirit that was in front of camera
Through a lense that discovered humanity
A peaceful pose play on realness
Totaled up past portfolios that reign
Upon a time that once was
The true eviction of art, photography.
Commodious Continued..
The country's craze caught
By a soul's existence to deem
A fever that swells in icy
To exist in a taught try
That's all equipment's elegance
That's forevermore a frozen
Thy's voice to dismantle
The beauties that expose
A hardness that's government
Propaganda's plea this poison
The chase of this midnight's gleam
Off the street lights
To surrender a pulse
That advertise an auxiliary
Who's the ox?
But a blue bull,
With shiny teeth
That invite with a..
Smile on the inside.
To coupon a freedom
That's expression.
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We were, always.
Memory dating back to elations due
The missing fragment fore future pressings
Cold the heat that would entail a spark
Remembering what was a lavish connection
Two that intertwined to a bonding's bellowing
Dashing the adventures given whole-heartly
A rode till death kind of dualism
The bond didn't stick until returned
Never a lost to hope for what was then
The total of tidewaves that splashed life
Soaked with experiences of only ours
They were our moments made mentally.
Imprint for life the aftermath.
Two were one, entirely affected.
Always, we were.
Round 2, As Well.
Forgotten past particles pulse
With a beat pounding forth
All come hence the butterscotch
Creamy voids filled with glee
The holiday's vacation gives way
His present opened after midnight
The stars aligned the event
A done deal of foreplayed
The action set forth an eruption
There went the seed of life
Gulps of him went down easy
His passion in my mouth
Only now I wish him back
Rounds two's on me, as well.
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