Submissions by bmxer511901
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
rough draft still wanted to share
Written under the influence.
Here I stand on the line
On the line of what is real and what is unreal.
Here I am as I stand how I see myself
I am imbodied as the person I will never be.
For this short lifetime I can see the beauty as I see it in my mind
I can feel sensations ungathomable
Emotions so deep they can drown you in sorrow or suffacate you in awe.
But for this moment I am here, alive
For this moment I take the time to see the unseen to feel the unfelt to deal with what needs dealt.
For this moment I am me
I am more me than I could...
Here I stand on the line
On the line of what is real and what is unreal.
Here I am as I stand how I see myself
I am imbodied as the person I will never be.
For this short lifetime I can see the beauty as I see it in my mind
I can feel sensations ungathomable
Emotions so deep they can drown you in sorrow or suffacate you in awe.
But for this moment I am here, alive
For this moment I take the time to see the unseen to feel the unfelt to deal with what needs dealt.
For this moment I am me
I am more me than I could...
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take it slow
I feel her soft fingers glide against my back.
Her lips flutter just above my skin.
I feel the electricity inbetween.
She overwhelms me with euphoria.
And ive just about od'ed
She hold me down with gentle force
Climbs ontop of her saddle
She rides me slow and steady
With elegant gyrating gestures
Controling mussels inside and out with optimal precision.
My climax grows more difficult to restrain.
I hold her pasionatley I can blow any minute.
Kissing her velvet skin
She holds me closer
Still fighting, I thrust
I feel her gush...
Her lips flutter just above my skin.
I feel the electricity inbetween.
She overwhelms me with euphoria.
And ive just about od'ed
She hold me down with gentle force
Climbs ontop of her saddle
She rides me slow and steady
With elegant gyrating gestures
Controling mussels inside and out with optimal precision.
My climax grows more difficult to restrain.
I hold her pasionatley I can blow any minute.
Kissing her velvet skin
She holds me closer
Still fighting, I thrust
I feel her gush...
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I'm a DRUG, I like being USED, I like the ABUSE
Naked bodies litter the floor
Yet im left craving more
My pasion now a dangerous fire
Fulfilling my every desire.
Curiosity such a beautiful flower
Society's opinion has no power
I'll steal your security.
Violate your purity.
Soon this bliss will end.
Id like to keep you my friend.
But I have turned you into a fiend.
An im sorry you must be weaned.
Im addicted to skin, pleasure, and pain.
And I will only make you insane
I will lay with you one more night.
Try my best to do it right.
Give you just one more rush...
Yet im left craving more
My pasion now a dangerous fire
Fulfilling my every desire.
Curiosity such a beautiful flower
Society's opinion has no power
I'll steal your security.
Violate your purity.
Soon this bliss will end.
Id like to keep you my friend.
But I have turned you into a fiend.
An im sorry you must be weaned.
Im addicted to skin, pleasure, and pain.
And I will only make you insane
I will lay with you one more night.
Try my best to do it right.
Give you just one more rush...
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The Craving
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chains
Bound in her own chains
Locked tight by secret pains
Crying out to be free
It is her only plea.
Keys all shattered
Her soul is battered
The locks rusted shut
The chains can't be cut
Isolated by fear
Her darkness draws near
Grabbing and gripping her tight.
Trapped forever in an endless night.
Louder her chains rattle
As if preparing for battle
Almost to her point of breaking
Deep inside her core is shaking
How much more can she afford to take.
On the out side her chains wont break.
On the inside she...
Locked tight by secret pains
Crying out to be free
It is her only plea.
Keys all shattered
Her soul is battered
The locks rusted shut
The chains can't be cut
Isolated by fear
Her darkness draws near
Grabbing and gripping her tight.
Trapped forever in an endless night.
Louder her chains rattle
As if preparing for battle
Almost to her point of breaking
Deep inside her core is shaking
How much more can she afford to take.
On the out side her chains wont break.
On the inside she...
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the path to your heart
I need intervening, and im looking for meaning.
In other's words I feel it creep.
Between the lines I see it lurking.
Demons grin I see them smirking.
Am I being led astray, how did I make it down this way.
I followed the path no one else took.
It was dark and curvy with almost no light.
Except a small glow in the distance of the night.
I hear the demons chanting from the trees, their mantra brings me to my knees.
All around me thier cheer echoes.
"You will never make it, you will surely fail.
Inside you our evil will prevail."...
In other's words I feel it creep.
Between the lines I see it lurking.
Demons grin I see them smirking.
Am I being led astray, how did I make it down this way.
I followed the path no one else took.
It was dark and curvy with almost no light.
Except a small glow in the distance of the night.
I hear the demons chanting from the trees, their mantra brings me to my knees.
All around me thier cheer echoes.
"You will never make it, you will surely fail.
Inside you our evil will prevail."...
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ribbon (part 2)
Wrapped in ribbon, wrapped in lace.
Running from demons she dare not face.
Pretty little bows, pretty little lies.
Afraid that the truth will bring her demise.
Each one a memory she wants to forget.
Leaving only a silhouette.
Some for the memories some for the scars.
Still she reaches for the stars.
So she tears her bows and rips every thread.
Leaving only one on top of her head.
Running from demons she dare not face.
Pretty little bows, pretty little lies.
Afraid that the truth will bring her demise.
Each one a memory she wants to forget.
Leaving only a silhouette.
Some for the memories some for the scars.
Still she reaches for the stars.
So she tears her bows and rips every thread.
Leaving only one on top of her head.
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ribbon
There is a pain in her heart she tries to hide.
Wrapped tightly in ribbon and gently tied.
Tied in a bow, sealed with a kiss.
How long can she hold it in the abyss.
The bow unties, the ribbon comes loose.
She puts her self through more abuse.
She gets more ribbon and gets some glue.
To cover her scars and start a new.
Covered in bows trying not to remember.
The cold cold nights in september
Wrapped tightly in ribbon and gently tied.
Tied in a bow, sealed with a kiss.
How long can she hold it in the abyss.
The bow unties, the ribbon comes loose.
She puts her self through more abuse.
She gets more ribbon and gets some glue.
To cover her scars and start a new.
Covered in bows trying not to remember.
The cold cold nights in september
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mind your buisness
It's none of your buisness what they say to each other.
It's none of your buissnes who is wrong, or who is right.
It's none of your buisness, it's not your fight.
It's none of your buisness, it's not your problem.
Mind your own buisness, and just stay away.
Mind your own buisness, when they start to argue.
Mind your own buisness, it's not your life.
Just mind your buisness, and go about your day.
It's none of your buisness, because its not your life.
It's none of buisness, so stay out of it.
It's none...
It's none of your buissnes who is wrong, or who is right.
It's none of your buisness, it's not your fight.
It's none of your buisness, it's not your problem.
Mind your own buisness, and just stay away.
Mind your own buisness, when they start to argue.
Mind your own buisness, it's not your life.
Just mind your buisness, and go about your day.
It's none of your buisness, because its not your life.
It's none of buisness, so stay out of it.
It's none...
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I Want You
I want you to want me, with desire so pure.
I want you to heal me, your love will be my cure.
I want to hold you in my arm, your body so secure.
I want to grow old with you, there is not a thing our love can not endure.
I want you to give yourself to me, I want you to know for sure.
I want you to know, I want you.
I want you to heal me, your love will be my cure.
I want to hold you in my arm, your body so secure.
I want to grow old with you, there is not a thing our love can not endure.
I want you to give yourself to me, I want you to know for sure.
I want you to know, I want you.
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apology
Ive been putting alot in perspective.
So please try to be receptive.
Im sorry I never grew up the way you planned.
Or that I could never live up to the dreams that you had.
Im sorry I have a way of making you mad.
Or making you walk out on us dad.
☆I guess im sorry for being me
and all the thing I didnt see.
I guess im sorry for getting mad playin games and treatin ya bad.
I guess im sorry for treating you wrong.
Its another reason Im writting this song.
Im so sorry for being mean another reason im commin clean.☆
Im...
So please try to be receptive.
Im sorry I never grew up the way you planned.
Or that I could never live up to the dreams that you had.
Im sorry I have a way of making you mad.
Or making you walk out on us dad.
☆I guess im sorry for being me
and all the thing I didnt see.
I guess im sorry for getting mad playin games and treatin ya bad.
I guess im sorry for treating you wrong.
Its another reason Im writting this song.
Im so sorry for being mean another reason im commin clean.☆
Im...
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NightMares
Nightmares calling me.
They lead me to my doom.
Nightmares following from room to room.
Demons haunting me.
Their shadows on my walls.
I can hear their laughter crackling from down the halls.
Faces morphing while im filled with fright.
Who knew it could get so dark up in the night.
Hearing screaming from my windows.
Because they're filled with pane.
Whats that doc? An operation for my brain.
Well grab your drills and saws lets make it a game.
Take out all these memories driving me insane.
My memories are tainted by the nightmares...
They lead me to my doom.
Nightmares following from room to room.
Demons haunting me.
Their shadows on my walls.
I can hear their laughter crackling from down the halls.
Faces morphing while im filled with fright.
Who knew it could get so dark up in the night.
Hearing screaming from my windows.
Because they're filled with pane.
Whats that doc? An operation for my brain.
Well grab your drills and saws lets make it a game.
Take out all these memories driving me insane.
My memories are tainted by the nightmares...
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