"I coin a phrase, For me to change, And pay for my sinz…" – m3l0dic
A prude is what I want,Sort of.A woman who is not absorbed in thoughts,Darkened by a need to climax and froth,Over orgasms that won't last as long,As we can hold each other in the midst of a storm… I want to be engorged by her love,And,Need to hear my voice whenever she'd slip into a... Continue Reading →
God's thunder serenades my mind,When I'm consumed by the Darkness of night.As the eye of the storm settles in,A pen is what I peddle back and forth on a blank page mirroring my eyes,As I look into each cloud swarming in… After all,The rain is music to my ears.Sounds like my fingers tapping on a... Continue Reading →
Meticulous in thought during moments my mind should be blank.Moments where my hands should be moving faster than a heart beat speeding up from a lack of funds,Gone away in smoke burning blunt after blunt.But,There's just so much pressure on my shoulders.Feels like the weight of everything I must do is crushing me as I... Continue Reading →
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