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Misery

I want to be the ruler of the universe! I cant stand these people As they laugh and I curse They’ve trapped and damned it. Free- free-free from this misery M-misunderstood I-insane S-serverly damaged E- En-trapped R- rebel for our sake Y- Its my choice!! I want to be the ruler of the people that… Continue reading Misery

Published 2004/05/23
Categorized as uncategorized Tagged goddess, hearts, immortal, misery, ruler of the universe, sake, silver wings, tongues

Random collapse

Kiss my ring Kiss my sorrow I feel safe when I’m with you

Published 2003/04/07
Categorized as poetic Tagged anger, ants, collapse, embarrassment, happiness, sorrow, tongues, wild grass

A new Beginning

It’s quiet now. Their screams have died and i listen to the silence that envelopes my mind and my body floating up and away Out of space.

Published 2003/02/05
Categorized as poetic Tagged demons, envelopes, essense of life, madness, screams, smile, splendid fashion, tongues

Innocence Lost

I gasped, pulling away from Diane. The other two girls pulled me back gently, lying me on the floor and covering my body with kisses…Diane slid between my legs and licked my inner thigh, high enough that I writhed.

Published 2003/01/13
Categorized as erotica Tagged breasts, clit, finger fucking, kisses, legs, puppies, three girls, tongues

bloody valentine

he controls you. he tells you what to do. he is your oppressor. your aggressor.

Published 2002/08/03
Categorized as poetic Tagged aggressor, dying breath, laughs, masochist, oppressor, sadist, tongues, whisper

Silent Smile

You do not know me, You do not care. A silent hidden smile is all I am.

Published 2002/01/24
Categorized as poetic Tagged hidden smile, mates, memories, silent smile, tongues

Lips of Red

Published 2001/05/08
Categorized as poetic Tagged gaze, inner depths, lips, love, peers, thorns, tongue, tongues

An Acre of Glass that does not crack.

Lying upon an acre of glass, I am sick ofhearing them bang their crucifixesagainst the bullet-proof surface. Their tongues want my entropy. I sit up and look at the underworld.Beneath the glass, twisted blue facescurse my name and lick their barriers. Iwant out.

Published 2001/04/22
Categorized as darkness Tagged acre, braids, drop of blood, entropy, headache, landscape, tongues, underworld

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