I woke up in the middle of the night and wrote this... I could never write anymore to it... I've tried...
My heart is torn and bleeding
My soul is dead and gone
How could you do this to me
You were my only one
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Sacred, Porcelain desire, Throbbing in want and need. Deep, velvet breath, warm and perfect. I devour your lips with my own. Tasting of delicious honey nectar, Whispering like rain; amazing. Falling swiftly into shadows, Tainted in sweetly...
Whispers in the darkness Slight breathes Cool air Wind breezes Whispers slipping away Lost on deaf ears Secrets Copy-written to Xander Bradeshaw
There is a voice inside myself That no one else can hear It shouts and screams all day through Hoping to be heard. There's also someone inside myself That no one else can see They run and jump hysterically Trying to be seen. This is the...