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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required she is the sun...spraying rays of light like bullets into my body and my brain locked up tighter than a refugee rider on a south bound suicide train straight off the tracks swimming in sulfer, sweat pouring off my back she slays and slashes burns and bashes she comes divine but leaves like doom shooting stars that crack the invincible dome she's the one she is a star...like a laser beam in my bad dreams she screams across the universe she comes like a blessing and leaves like a curse she's a meteorite burning up my skies with x-ray vision and an x-rated mind she rips the disguise off my face and it falls luna de loco...all alone she's the one' she is the moon...hunting me like a warewolf of wicked desire i can't escape her fury i can't escape her fire like metal to a magnet and a moth to a flame she haunts me and hurts me she's a predator stalking her prey she crushes my soul and she knows she won like tornados twisting tons she's the one she is the wind...she comes like a breeze with coolness and ease she whirls around spinning until i fall to my knees she picks up speed with terror and unholy dysfunction she's a dragon of destruction she rips holes in my heart as i'm spun in fear frenzies she murders the masses behind rose colored lenses she slays my senses 1000 miles an hour fast in her spiritual blender wasted and recycled she sweeps me off to hades where her mad flowers bloom lost in her love forever, now like a napkin i fold a million times this tale has been told she's the one
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