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I'Ve Been a Naughty Girl -Mature-

My dress unzipped, it falls with ease
and puddles at my feet,
Without a word I'm on my knees
I'm shivering, despite the heat
A magnetism will unfurl
Pulsing between our skin,
I know I've been a naughty girl
I await a fitting discipline

Your hand, it fists around my hair
My head pulled back to see,
that though your intent scares me,
it doesn't flaw your beauty
You bark commands to please you,
though the pleasure isn't mine
You can't deny the fire and ice
racing up my spine

The buckle of your belt, undone
Should be a warning sound
But everything you make me do
Keeps my knees to the ground
You tease because you're so sure
I can take it, but I cant
I beg and plead for you to stop
My pleasure, you won't grant

Your name plays on repeat between
my gasps and panting cries
I cannot bear the contrast
Your hot mouth on my cold thighs
And just as I sense heaven's near
You fill me, violently
But I wont fight and I wont scream
Your pleasure belongs to me.

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Addicted

Laying before me, I have twenty two
lined up syringes consisting of you
Each vial holds a different piece of your soul
I'm missing a fragment so can't make you whole
The morsel that's missing, already injected
soothing withdrawls, my body infected
I promised I know, to try'n give you in
Some how I don't know where I should begin
I tilt my head sideways inspecting the goods
Savour the moment like true addicts should
The little glass cages, which to pick first?
To surfeit my hunger and quench my thirst
I want you to dance on the back of my tongue
Cascade inside me so we can be one
Hand to my mouth, I can't keep you steady
No turning back now, too late, are you ready?

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Frightened and Armed

A violent compulsion, yet virtual strangers,
impacts like these stand rare and endangered
Built up to fall, forced to recover,
I'm made up of clues for you to discover
And I know I can help, if only you let me
rewrite this love, be all that we should be
Forever frightened and armed for combat
I'm sorry
I never intended to teach you that
I need you to learn we'll never be normal
You play by the rules, I'm perfectly feral
and the chances we take, they set us apart,
we followed each other's ravaged black hearts.
I'm aware loving you is walking through fire
but the paths on our maps, they spoke and conspired
to lace and entwine, unite us as one
so no matter how often you try to run,
wherever you end up, there's clear certainty
you'll find yourself right back here with me.

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You-Crumbs

Fragments of a buried life, microscopic pieces,
gathering and breeding, in all the little creases.
Snapshots, stills and scrapbooks, documented angst,
diaries of disasters,of when I craved another chance.
Handled like a teeny fragile delicate new-born,
hands grasped too hard now it lies broken and torn.
It's always this way, destroy all that I touch,
so I keep you in jars, the temptation too much.
I seal up my thoughts and I write them all down,
untouched so I stand back to see how they've grown.
Some fragments have splintered some hairy from dust,
for those I wept tears on have crumbled from rust.
But those I hold precious, the last you-crumbs I've got,
I've locked up, protected, concealed from the rot.

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The Collection and Irrigation of Navel Dander

Depends on what shirt I've been wearing
The colour, the texture and pile
I may get a mountain or molehill
I know either way it smells vile
My navel resembles a cauldron
A mixture of cottons and fluff
And each time I dip in my finger
It comes back all covered in stuff
And after a dig I can't help but
sniff what my digit produced
I've tried and I've tried to quit it
I give up, this quitting's no use
The button I've got on my belly
designed for a rummage and pick
a haven for my tummy boogies
I bet now you're feeling quite sick.

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The Last Impression

Although I take the punishment, you made it come to this
It's all your fault I took the knife and plunged it in your chest
The final, heated moment before you met your demise
Tainted with your love for her, humility and lies
You think that I am happy now? Is that what you believe?
Apart from feeling numb, I'm clutching nothing but relief
Comforted that my arms were the last ones your hands touched
I never could keep hold of you, I never was enough
I knew this time was different, I could see it in your face
Your cheeks had lost their pallor, eyes as wide as space
And this time, I had lost you, I knew I'd never win
That's why I had to carve your heart from underneath your skin
I couldn't find another way to make a last impression
and make sure that your cheating heart was kept in my possession
Then as your just-dead body bleeds, sprawled out on the stone
Peace and solice seep in, for at last, you sleep alone

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Dirty Love

So we came undone, stitch by stitch,
it's been far to long but the scars still itch.
Lies start to feed on a love I believed
was specifically designed and crafted for me.
Words once ingrained into our history,
scatter like petals from an over-plucked daisy.
Promised love danced on a breeze of deceit,
then lay with the trash and leaves on the street.
I almost reach down to gather it up,
to brush off the dirt, keep hold of the love.
A girl rushes by with a smile in her eyes,
steals all the love and I'm left with the lies.
I sink to my knees, embracing the ground,
I sense you beside me, you don't make a sound.
You just look so sad.
It's then that I know,
all I can do now,
is let you go.
But I know if I wait where I am, if I stay,
my heart will rupture as you walk away,
and though I am scared, shaking as I rise,
I can't let this last juncture fossilize,
into another moment where you think you win.
So I walk away first, my next chapter begins...

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The Morning Rush

Blanketed in darkness, despite the morning skies
A dull flicker of memory rears behind tired eyes
Images seem blurry, pathetic and astray
But slowly gain momentum, then unite clear as day

A rush of sour emotion, the solitude infects
The thought of you so out of reach quakes beneath my chest
And for one selfish moment I let sadness kidnap me
I cry for all we never had and what will never be

Surrender to my craving, let a wave of aching in
Let my heart lie broken, let desolation sting
I cry until the tears run dry, my body breaks the fever
And try to face another day while you're lost in the ether

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Fire and Wishes

A cloud descends upon this town 
as winter consumes autumn
And I can't seem to slow it down 
but I guess that's not my problem
Then just as I'm accustomed 
to the insipidity
You showed me I have fire inside 
to set the shadows free

So gently you uncurl a fist 
I thought was made of stone
And on my palm, a dandelion, 
waiting to be blown
Expectantly you wait to see 
the seeds upon the breeze
But I already got my wish, 
I'm trying not to breathe.

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Where Your Face Don'T Mean a Thing

When it's quiet in the morning, I know that you are gone
Marching from your family to the place you don't belong
You soldier on to countries where your face don't mean a thing
Valued as disruption with the destructions you bring
I wish these unknown countries saw the man you truly are
The body that I ache to hold comes home bruised and scarred
They see you as an enemy, to me you are a hero
They don't see the tears I cry over your untouched pillow
But no one seems to listen, no one seems to care
No one seems to notice that these letters end up nowhere
And often I have wondered if this worrying is worth it
Should I put my life on hold while you complete your service?
The haunting thought of losing you, my skin begins to crawl
But fear's replaced with gratitude I'm part of you at all
It's me you're coming home to, it's me you're fighting for
Thinking of the preciousness reminds me who you are
And as the echo of your boots go marching out the door
I'll be fighting for you too, my own personal war