Exalting Excitement
It's the wave that falls through your soul.
It's the lover's seed that fills her hole.
It's the chaos so welcomed in "hell".
It's the broken gift too precious to sell.
It's the burning need to find compensation.
It's the lack of any happy sensations.
It's the need to find a lover in this life
It's the cut so deep carved by the knife.
It's the fear to turn back at any rate
It's the cruel words that provoke hate.
Copyright © Jordan Adorno | Year Posted 2007
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