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Tiger Eyes

Hidden between a ribcage
not fit for company, or
mid-winter loving,
I grasped your heart, tightly.

We were a mess of ugly
metaphors, and tongues
gone limp-from far to many
late night, gunpowder kisses.

The kind that left nostalgic
paper cut hearts that burned
and ached, lonesome for you
after months of itching.

Tired, but deadly, I once found
you resting at my feet, peering
up with hungry tiger eyes and
claws unsheathed.

[ I never wanted you more. ]

Written by Cayleigh

Published 18th Oct 2011

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really....lol

goodest

18th Oct 2011 4:54am

its really amazen
how we always seem 2 b chasen
sum1 who lacks our worth
mayb dats jus a flaw of bein on dis Earth
but wut i really think is tru
u may agree or disagree but dats on u
but wen we r tryn 2 build da thing we think is Love
its not nor can it b bcuz we leave out da Man Up Above....

rememba God Is Love & wen u do & undastand it wel enuff 2 think ur redy 4 it den it cant possibly fail bcuz He wont fail u....jus my opinion based on ur inspiration....;)