They ask me how I became so unbreakable… And I tell them.. Everything that made me comfortable made me weak. Every time I told myself I could not bear the weight I became weaker. One day I realized that harder times would just keep coming. So, I felt that I must force myself into the…

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I couldn’t stop thinking about her. Blue eyes..Blue hair..And that grin.That crooked pillow of lips held somewhere between demure and demonic.. She sits there like a whole cerulean universe waiting patiently and yet demanding me to explore her .. conquer her even. And I will. I have to, truth be told. I have no choice…

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love is a targetpain a bulletand this fearrelentless and rustedfestering and heavythis fearthis cripplingfucking fearis the gun the blood& the bones

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I know that sex sellsbut so does painthey eat it upas you use these pageslike bandages you’re just lookingfor some kind of mend and they’re just hereto get highor hardor slither vicariouslyin the secondhand healingas you bleed bright redcries for help or loveor even just understanding while they beg for morejust one more score addicted…

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Give me an all consuming passion or give me nothing… I cannot, will not, refuse to do a mundane spiritless existence without overwhelming desire and uncontrollable impulsivity when it comes to love. I must have a raging fire in both you and me.. I must be your gasoline and you mine or I will suffocate…

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there were timeswhen I could write nothingand somehow that too was a poem the blood& the bones

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I will discover an end in you Well before I see forever Hurt has a way of making you close every door the blood & the bones

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They mistake me as someone who needs them And yet I need no one but do not ask me If this is my blessing or my curse for I have prayed and prayed and searched high and low For the answer to this In hearts and hands and homes and down long roads to everything…

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he would tell me not to worryas we waited each timethat when the call camefor the wingsto carry him over the waterhe would leave the man he is behindpaused and poisedon the righter sideof humanityand I would watch him beginto settle inreveling in the thoughtsof what was to comeembracing the warriorlike a long lost friendas…

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