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IM TIRED OF YOUR ENDLESS GAME.
USING ME FOR PLEASURE IS YOUR AIM.
TAKING MY HEART FOR GRANTED, YOU WILL NEVER KNOW MY PAIN.
LOOK INTO MY EYES, SEE HOW MY FEELINGS FOR YOU HAVE CHANGE.
IVE GROWN TO LIKE YOU AND WANT MORE THAN THIS HOURLY THING.
YOU HEAD TO THE ROOM, I FOLLOW.
EVEN IF I WANT TO COMPLAIN.
YOU STRIP THE COVERS OFF THE BED, I DO MY CLOTHING THE SAME.
AS I SIT AT THE EDGE OF THE BED.
YOU KNEEL DOWN BEFORE ME , GIVING ME YOUR HEAD GAME.
I MOAN IN PLEASURE & BLISS, BUT YOU HAVE NEVER ONCE HAVE KISS MY UPPER LIPS.
I LOSE MY COMPOSURE AS I START TO SHAKE AND c*m ALL OVER YOUR FACE.
YOU LICK YOUR LIPS CAUSE YOU LIKE HOW I TASTE.
WITH NO REGUARD YOU ENTER ME HARD, START MOVING FASTER, MY BODY RESPONDS.
I EQUAL THE PACE, I OPEN MY LEGS WIDER GIVING YOU MORE SPACE.
THE WIDER I OPEN THE DEEPER YOU GO, I CONTRACT MY INNER MUSCLE, THEN YOU EXPLODE.
YOU FINALLY LOOK AT ME, BUT YOU'RE TOO TIRED TO SEE.
THE FEELING I HAVE FOR YOU, TRANSPARENT IN MY EYES EVEN A BLIND MAN CAN SEE.
YOU REGAIN YOUR STRENGTH,WE HEAD TO DIFFERENT SHOWERS TO WASH OFF OUR 3 LETTER PLAY.
IN A FLASH WE GET DRESS, MINIMAL CONVERSATION, THATS AS GOOD AS IT GETS.
YOUR REACHING FOR YOUR KEYS, WERE WALKING TOWARDS THE DOOR TO LEAVE.
IN A HURRY, RUSHING THRU TRAFFIC, TO GET ME TO THE LOCATION WHERE WE MET BEFORE ALL THIS ACTION.
BEFORE I EXIT THE CAR A QUESTION IS ASKED AND DATE IS SET AGAIN FOR A 3 LETTER INTENTION TO BEGIN...

If Only I Could

Our pretzel world I'd completely turn around
faze out evil so perpetual good becomes sound
Any resemblance of wrong I'd change back to right
firmly stress sin denies entrance into the light

'Equality' would actually be actuality
and 'Justice For All' absolute reality
Eradicate poverty throughout Earths' population
not one would ever fall victim to starvation

Sensible laws guaranteeing bad people wouldn't last
crime inevitably becomes a memory of our past
War indubitably becomes obsolete
peace and love reigns not deceit

All pledge allegiance to honesty, compassion, and tolerance
every decision rendered must reflect common sense
This world's transformation a truly desirable place
one planet of humans committed to faith and grace

If Only I Could...

This haunted temple of mine inside is just a spirit prison...
Housing cold dark spirits that control my every thought...
I have not chosen these frozen and unholy written visions...
And though I'm blessed, I am a mess, and thoroughly possessed...

I would love to choose, the words I've used, to create a new tomorrow...
Ghosts inside have taken over and gotten the best of me...
I've lost control, of my sick soul, there's nothing left to borrow...
I can't compete, I'm incomplete, there's no love left just sorrow...

Exorcisms failed to force from where these demons roam...
Ghostly rebel spirits have now made me their new home...
An abduction of, who I once was, a pure and innocent child...
Ghostwriters in me, are obviously, the one's that wrote this poem....

Democracy makes it easier for low life suits to set the guilty scum free
most often culminating in more families being shattered needlessly
I wouldn't suggest justice never prevails because occasionally it does
'Justice For All'... indubitably the most fallacious promise that ever was

American democracy first and foremost assures the relevant rich excel
and equally instrumental in our country turning into an un-American hell
Our Nation becomes less of an America with each passing day
many more patriots certainly agree with every word I display

Pretzel laws of democracy guarantee injustice will always reign here
apparently governments purpose is keeping society in constant fear
If they truly cared about our welfare like they mendaciously declare
they'd cut their ridiculous salaries which would help pay for health care

Prove allegiance to 'We the People' by actually acting on our behalf
start by limiting Big businesses ability to give public the shaft
You politicians are only about power and prestige and us you deceive
TRUTH is you know all are not given equal opportunity to achieve

It's unconscionable that folks are starving and living on our city streets
the wealthiest Nation could house the homeless and assure everyone eats
Here the rich get richer with no care for the indigent who go without
just another injustice indicative of what Americas' mostly about!

You are the treasure I've sought
a dream I've always thought
You are what every woman should be
a sight for sore eyes to see

You are more precious than any bling
your voice like song early birds sing
You are the shooting star demanding a stare
a welcomed breeze in the stifling air

You are that Strawberry with taste divine
owner of looks that defy fine
You are a gift not found under any tree
the piece of puzzle completing me

You are the one love all hope to find
the tranquility in peace of mind
You are the rhythm in my pulsating heart
reason from which I never hope to part

You are what induces shivers up my spine
more desirable than the finest wine
You are everything I could ever wish for
you're all of this and more

doesn't it seem plentiful
finding reasons
of being thankful
and all the trials
chaos and pain
are but my tools
to make me strong
resilient and able

so you left earlier
than I would have thought
but that is alright
I figured,
it was destined and meant
that I'd be in better hands
as, you would, too
if we parted sooner
than you and I anticipated

for somewhere, someone
out there
was achingly waiting
longing, for the both of us
to be apart and that....
is the reality of life

I just want you to know
I'm grateful and thankful for
the opportunity of knowing you
and partook in your love

and that love will live forever in my heart
whether you're with me physically or not
because
I will always love you.

as I've always had
when I said
the first time I let you
in my life, almost three years ago.

my heart, body and soul
will always belong to you
they never left you.

Truth doesn't always shine
in the rise of dawn

Nor in the smile of innocence

It doesn't light up
in the beauty of a new bud

nor reside in the purity of my heart

It sometimes crawl
in the shadows of the dark

sits in the tirade of time

dance in bitterness of disappointments


And from my sanity it runs.

My discovery
of your brutal and selfish world
is killing me.

I do close to nothing most everyday
endless indignation impedes my way
Inescapable depression my Kryptonite
so draining it negates ability to fight

In a paralyzed fetal position I lay crying
attacks of panic from thoughts of dying
Decaying inside whispering walls
frantic for someone to hear my calls

Personal demons often infiltrate my mind
ways to avoid them I am unable to find
Faith is gone but hope shan't reach dead
will to live hangs by the thinnest thread

I've become consumed by sorrow
inducing me to dread tomorrow
Home depicts a lonely prison cell
'Save me' from my personal hell

In this utterly wicked world I don't belong
life the alleged "Gift" turned out horribly wrong

I would surmise every human searches for a special someone
a life partner with whom you can share every happiness
Sadly so many wind up alone when all is said and done
heartache a certainty at the end of every ugly relations mess

Getting hurt repeatedly is likely to make one feel inferior
your even likely to question if that thing called love is reality
We eventually turn to focusing on body parts instead of interior
at this point it's time we seriously reassess our morality

The build-up of pain can become impossible to alleviate
the reasonable doubt you shoulder can't help but show
If a good one came along you'd be apt to hesitate
understandably you're now reluctant to let feelings go

Cease searching for what is increasingly arduous to find
reestablishing trust and peace of mind we must first acquire
Desperation most always results in settling for the wrong kind
when least expected you'll bump into that special someone you desire

Throughout my life I've heard "Life's What You Make It"
surely a worthy theory but nowhere near 100% legit
There are copious reasons that make it untrue
the most relevant stems from how others treat you

People who feel threatened maliciously try altering your condition
it may be simply your integrity conflicts with their disposition
They methodically spin truth to make you look bad at work
It's the honest hard worker who loses out to the deceptive jerk

Jealousy is another motivator for those who choose to spite
when amongst co-workers the Two-Faced culprits act polite
The vindictive will stop at nothing if out to get you
but hey "Life's What You Make It"...it must be true

If another jeopardizes your livelihood you could justifiably snap
I get why some go postal considering all the mental abuse crap
Work breeds drama and back-stabbing is a constant not fake
don't purposely shut your eyes to truth for goodness sake

Overwhelming experience is my proof and TRUTH I treasure
convincing who can't comprehend would truly give me pleasure
Acknowledge "Life's What You Make It"...is not absolute reality
if you are unable to grasp these facts...maybe it's your mentality