Submissions by SadistKai (Cures Burning Candies)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
LOVE POEM
Published
24th Feb 2013 7:46am
24th Feb 2013 7:46am
Poltergeist
In the winds of your cape..
I've stayed with you.
For so long I've tried to preform my Ornate escape.
God only knows how I held on.
40 years of not seeing your face, your body..
I can only grip your waist, I try to hold on so tight on something I can't see.
You see, I'm tired..
I know you like playing your plays, knowing that I feel sick..
It's because you know I love you to death and I let you pretend to love me back..
I know you like fooling around with the fools game..
But I'm tired.
For one...
I've stayed with you.
For so long I've tried to preform my Ornate escape.
God only knows how I held on.
40 years of not seeing your face, your body..
I can only grip your waist, I try to hold on so tight on something I can't see.
You see, I'm tired..
I know you like playing your plays, knowing that I feel sick..
It's because you know I love you to death and I let you pretend to love me back..
I know you like fooling around with the fools game..
But I'm tired.
For one...
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
27th Oct 2011 9:30pm
27th Oct 2011 9:30pm
Morning of 14
Morning of 14.
Morning at 7:30 Am
She wakes up with twisted thoughts on her mind.
With pulse breeding guilt banging in her head.
Her heart is starting to explode within her.
Messing up it's beat, it skips like a corrupted record.
It's like a vulture crazed because he didn't kill another fellow.
Well, the crow that carried her into his car yesterday is still raping her imagination.
She'll never let this go.
Good Afternoon,
1:15 pm
This girl is still torn up from a rapture that took place in a cemetery where her mother lied....
Morning at 7:30 Am
She wakes up with twisted thoughts on her mind.
With pulse breeding guilt banging in her head.
Her heart is starting to explode within her.
Messing up it's beat, it skips like a corrupted record.
It's like a vulture crazed because he didn't kill another fellow.
Well, the crow that carried her into his car yesterday is still raping her imagination.
She'll never let this go.
Good Afternoon,
1:15 pm
This girl is still torn up from a rapture that took place in a cemetery where her mother lied....
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EROTIC POEM
Published
24th Oct 2011 11:34am
24th Oct 2011 11:34am
Needle and Pins
How nasty can you be?
You have fun with your arm-machine.
I'm impressed in how needy you came to be.
You bleed out until your razor burns out of battery.
A hidden fantasy.
It hurts for a million seconds but you like the evil.
Needles and pins point out to your finger-tips.
Squeeze the tip and begin.
You want this?
I'm game, come on.
Your palms are so red and I'm entitled to your trance.
I fell in love with the sound of your moans while you put your life down.
God...
It's too late.
We can't even kneel still.
I'm living as a soul...
You have fun with your arm-machine.
I'm impressed in how needy you came to be.
You bleed out until your razor burns out of battery.
A hidden fantasy.
It hurts for a million seconds but you like the evil.
Needles and pins point out to your finger-tips.
Squeeze the tip and begin.
You want this?
I'm game, come on.
Your palms are so red and I'm entitled to your trance.
I fell in love with the sound of your moans while you put your life down.
God...
It's too late.
We can't even kneel still.
I'm living as a soul...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
2nd Aug 2011 5:52am
2nd Aug 2011 5:52am
Incubus
She's hearing colors
Seeing sounds.
LSD takes it's own route on depths inside my dopamine.
Incubus claws just sleazing in.
Raping the outside of my dopamine.
It uses it's scar tissue as a cloth to wipe up the blood that he penetrated.
Her eyes seem so infected.
Rolls back from the nails that scrape her nerves that cause intensity to her body.
She moves when Incubus moves.
She moans when incubus moans.
A dancing vulture from the hell below.
Lucifer is having an erection from her exotic swaying.
Laughing because he knows in the inside she's...
Seeing sounds.
LSD takes it's own route on depths inside my dopamine.
Incubus claws just sleazing in.
Raping the outside of my dopamine.
It uses it's scar tissue as a cloth to wipe up the blood that he penetrated.
Her eyes seem so infected.
Rolls back from the nails that scrape her nerves that cause intensity to her body.
She moves when Incubus moves.
She moans when incubus moans.
A dancing vulture from the hell below.
Lucifer is having an erection from her exotic swaying.
Laughing because he knows in the inside she's...
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ANGER POEM
Published
19th Jul 2011 1:30pm
19th Jul 2011 1:30pm
SpellBound
Raped of her innocence , She is left in the stillness of the dark , Bleeding from the wounds , Of the pain he has caused her , The love and need she felt , Nothing but a twisted joke to him , Leaving her shameful , lewd , infamous
Her heart is pumping from lasers triggering the section of self-consciousness.
Drowning towards the capability of believing.
Believing that her openings of the blisters created by this animal is increasing.
So she's proceeding to depress herself with unsatisfying the positives to her nerves.
Which feeds her brain with knowledge of knowing...
Her heart is pumping from lasers triggering the section of self-consciousness.
Drowning towards the capability of believing.
Believing that her openings of the blisters created by this animal is increasing.
So she's proceeding to depress herself with unsatisfying the positives to her nerves.
Which feeds her brain with knowledge of knowing...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
16th Jul 2011 4:41am
16th Jul 2011 4:41am
Pop - Tart Addict
Such an orgasmic treat.
That makes my taste buds lust for more.
I feel like a whore when I have a mess of artificial filling all over my dress.
Sometimes I use the frosting as a condom so I won't get to the cream.
I have a fantasy with candy.
My tongue gets weak when it enters between my lips.
It's such an unhealthy sickness that I have towards this.
That makes my taste buds lust for more.
I feel like a whore when I have a mess of artificial filling all over my dress.
Sometimes I use the frosting as a condom so I won't get to the cream.
I have a fantasy with candy.
My tongue gets weak when it enters between my lips.
It's such an unhealthy sickness that I have towards this.
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LOVE POEM
Published
10th Jul 2011 4:12am
10th Jul 2011 4:12am
The Crow
The Bird came to my tomb while I was resting.
Broke in and went inside of me.
It caressed my lungs with it's feathers.
Tickled my stomach with it's claw.
Poked my uterus with it's beak.
Lied inside my bones.
Swallowed my blood cells.
It raped my life.
Vultures crowded the grave.
He came out of me.
The Crow told me I was beautiful in the inside and out.
I didn't believe him before but he took the time to see in me.
My lover and I bleed.
Until the last breath leads us to the bottom if the seas.
Broke in and went inside of me.
It caressed my lungs with it's feathers.
Tickled my stomach with it's claw.
Poked my uterus with it's beak.
Lied inside my bones.
Swallowed my blood cells.
It raped my life.
Vultures crowded the grave.
He came out of me.
The Crow told me I was beautiful in the inside and out.
I didn't believe him before but he took the time to see in me.
My lover and I bleed.
Until the last breath leads us to the bottom if the seas.
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DRUGS POEM
Published
29th Jun 2011 7:21am
29th Jun 2011 7:21am
Druggie
When you speak.
My calves get weak.
Fisting into my skull deep.
Raping brain cells.
Mary Juana wants to drown me in hell.
Killer ashes put you in a coma.
Respiratory seduction.
Inflaming my lungs with smoke.
Misty infection towards the heart.
Party with liquid flowing out of your legs.
Sexy smells oozing out of your Organ.
Making illusions into a blend of colors.
Walking towards a mirror and watching something red soaking up your hair.
you're delirious.
Inconvenient in the purpose of staying alive.
Just drink and get high.
You'll...
My calves get weak.
Fisting into my skull deep.
Raping brain cells.
Mary Juana wants to drown me in hell.
Killer ashes put you in a coma.
Respiratory seduction.
Inflaming my lungs with smoke.
Misty infection towards the heart.
Party with liquid flowing out of your legs.
Sexy smells oozing out of your Organ.
Making illusions into a blend of colors.
Walking towards a mirror and watching something red soaking up your hair.
you're delirious.
Inconvenient in the purpose of staying alive.
Just drink and get high.
You'll...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
28th Jun 2011 7:22am
28th Jun 2011 7:22am
Her Trance
You blew in my bathwater.
It turned into blood because
your sores on your lips fell in to.
Breaking my flesh and make me feel abused.
If I fall asleep, don't wake me up because I'll be in a daze of your sadistic trance.
Suffocating to your lullabies.
Nibbling my finger from the penetration of your love in me.
Making my bones bleed because of the teething.
I feel knives pulling my back.
Begging me to keep on screaming.
Put your life in between.
Live lust now .
I'm in need to breath your aura.
Your pen writing on my heart to enlarge so I have...
It turned into blood because
your sores on your lips fell in to.
Breaking my flesh and make me feel abused.
If I fall asleep, don't wake me up because I'll be in a daze of your sadistic trance.
Suffocating to your lullabies.
Nibbling my finger from the penetration of your love in me.
Making my bones bleed because of the teething.
I feel knives pulling my back.
Begging me to keep on screaming.
Put your life in between.
Live lust now .
I'm in need to breath your aura.
Your pen writing on my heart to enlarge so I have...
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LOVE POEM
Published
27th Jun 2011 7:18am
27th Jun 2011 7:18am
Good Morning Beautiful
Perfection isn't brought to this world for anyone.
I'm not good for anything.
Bright and early I wake just to see your pretty face and say "Good morning beautiful."
Kiss your lips thinking about what I've done to you.
It'll prolly destroy you if you knew.
The real me.
The one that doesn't deserve to inhale your sweet perfume at night when you're getting ready to serve me.
Touch my skin with your paws and smile with those amazing bones just glimmering at me.
Wrap my arms around something I don't deserve.
You mean everything to me.
Every...
I'm not good for anything.
Bright and early I wake just to see your pretty face and say "Good morning beautiful."
Kiss your lips thinking about what I've done to you.
It'll prolly destroy you if you knew.
The real me.
The one that doesn't deserve to inhale your sweet perfume at night when you're getting ready to serve me.
Touch my skin with your paws and smile with those amazing bones just glimmering at me.
Wrap my arms around something I don't deserve.
You mean everything to me.
Every...
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