

HiddenShe called for me to squeeze Her hand so tight By the time I got the chance Half a bottle was in sightHidden
She looked at me with eyes So hazel when they linger Seconds longer than friends She cried, as I pulled her close.
(chorus) She hides it all so well No one in her life can tell She is decomposing From the inside out. And all the shit seems to fall Right on her plate I keep wondering Why is this her fate?
The facade she embraces Is peeling in dismay It's so hard to watch Your best friend fall away.  


Hope's GlintA dull flicker twitches in the corner of the dark, and no one near can hear it's plea, it's cry, it's yell, it's bark.Hope's Glint
The light, barely visible, the sound, barely there, while the bleakness itself, silences the blare.
A slowly shimmering sign, like moonlight on a rippling sea, a wavering ray of light and sound trying desperately to be free.
Free of the darkness that holds it so tight, a sign of a promise glows into the night.
A grand beacon of pulsing light cuts the darkness like a knife, a jubilant shout, a


Meaningful Words - Revisedif our words held meaning how much meaning would they hold? if we tried to measure it would the meaning just leak out? perhaps we could put it in a cup instead.Meaningful Words - Revised
or maybe we are just mistaken
if our words were vessels what is the form that they would take? how fast would our words travel, through the air or over the seas? i wonder how far our words would go.
or maybe we are just mistaken
if our words carried emotion what limbs would they use to carry? do they have two arms like us with hands and fingers to grasp it? maybe


erotica challenge - utro.erotica challenge - utro
how am i able
to bottle our bodies and the blanketless between that holds only our breath as it brushes the seams of our blistering lips and battling tongues that form whispers
and moans from our mouths
as we merge, melting in
with the other in
meticulous meshing
of skin- scented covers in
armswrapping legswinding thrusting of lovers in words of contextual, sexual colors and syn- tax sonatas of textual mutters?
how can
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You were always, and remain, an inspiration. Thank you so much. Missing you, loving you, thinking about you always. Rock on, girl.
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-Kenzie
Thank you for everything.
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