Mad love...

Story by Jiblits on SoFurry

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I've always thought the "one & only" that you find can twistedly be your "only one". If they or you so chose...


Mad love...

Did by chance, you feel what I couldn't deny

Among a bloody room, we stared at each other with honesty toward why...

We were subtle, moving around

Careful of imaginary obstacles that couldn't make a sound

People come & go, they always have, not every one can infinitely behave

For those who die as they lived, pitiful, stepping stones to their own grave

You saw the flaw I did

I imagine the same for you, I have since I was a kid

We're different only with intent, the moments actions are one in the same

We bring extra pieces to play with in life: the game

I dreamed of you from afar for as long as I can remember

The fire cold to the touch that burns inside you, has such an amazing ember

I want to hold you, before I take all that you are

You'd be the peak of beauty as a falling star

I hope you see the same in me

The closer we draw, the more certain your eyes yell one of us will be set free

May the pain be slow, filled with love beyond understanding

Your body deserves so much more than its demanding

Steady in motion, we're just far enough to stop & stare

Our thoughts the same, let our bodies now show how we each care

(Slow motion showing sight only the mad would see as a loving game to a common fight)

(Each gave all till both began to fall)

(Smiles showed on eyes fading into tomorrow)

(Each left without an once of sorrow)

Bon Voyage...

Bon Voyage... The waves calming, the sun setting so slow I keep my eyes closed as my emotions grow You loved this time of day When night was just a moment away We wandered the sky, moon taking charge of our destination Now, our final one...

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Fur real...

Fur real... I've never apologized for something expected of me I've let my reasonings & the following actions play out for all to see Friends have died, family has turned a blind eye to the result I'd rather have been alone while they...

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Sly...

Sly... (Chapter 1) A stumble, a mumble, and a slur The floor seems to be my salvation, my cure Rock bottom broken, blood flows on the cold concrete that were beneath my feet Vision clear as clay, I try, but can't deny it could be any day Seems I...

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