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I Smoke.I was once told By a lover That there is nothing more intimate Than the relationshipI Smoke.
Between a mouth And her cigarette.
He was right.
It is a forbidden love A secret tryst That parents dread. A loss of innocence like no other An unreal romance A rare acceptance of disease
My lips tremble.
The smoke disperses from my cig Disobeying wind Like my conscience The smoke, like emotion, endless Changes direction and disappears.
Even God is mad.
I can stop time. One puff And desp
by ~EmpiricalFace
ReminiscingIs a kiss ever just a kiss? Not to me. When your pink lips, chapped from the cold, touch mine, I tend to melt. Into your strong arms, into your firm chest, I melt. Your kiss is a paradise Where the fire burns near the ocean at midnight.Reminiscing
Are eyes just for sight? Not to me. When your green eyes, tired from the day's events, look deep into mine, I forget The worries, the anxiety, the stress, I forget. You are my only thought. Your eyes are my heaven Where a cloud hovers over the lake where I learned to swim.
by ~EmpiricalFace
I am a Human BeingI am a human being. And I talk to other human beings. Other human beings who say things like: “Poetry is the thoughts we have when we can’t write them down.”I am a Human Being
Like in a bathtub, I think. Like in a bathtub where the bubbles cling to your pores
Making you feel like a microphone Waiting for someone to whisper their heart to you So you can project it to the world! ‘Cause there are no secrets
In a bathtub full of bubbles. You are naked and exposed And it is the best you ever felt Because that someone is you
Like in a bathtub do yo
by ~EmpiricalFace
Skinny WarriorA little boy puffs on a cigaretteSkinny Warrior
That’s too big for him. Skinny fingers clutch the orange filter Sucking on the end for nourishment.
Sitting on a black chair outside, Shirt removed, white chest bared as thick as tears, On a winter night
Where the moon hangs limp in the stagnant sky.
A little boy puffs on a cigarette.
The skin of a child Shrouds the soul of a decrepit man. Smoke rises to the Heavens, As the snow melts into Hell.
Where is my skinny little warrior?
Face masked by hair, Eyes dead without care,
by ~EmpiricalFace
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Cheersby ~ArmSock666
Angel...by ~LordRavenous
what is real.my tears are real I feelwhat is real.
I feel them march single file down my skin
salty lips are better for the kissing they say
they say
what is real is hard to touch
I haven't touched you for eleven months
you are real your pain is real the cells are real
and killing you
killing me watching them killing you
by *mariecamin
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- Interests: piercings, reading, writing, traveling, drugs, and above all else: anonymity
- Favourite movie: american beauty
- Favourite poet or writer: Jostein Gaarder
- Favourite game: spoons
- Favourite cartoon character: Marvin the Martian
- Tools of the Trade: pen, paper, thoughts & my fantastical rainbow
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