My substance

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The brisk air against my hot flesh is refreshing
My mind spinning in every direction
It's like I'm high but I didn't take anything
The simple pleasure rests in your daily billet-doux

My soul has craved for yours
Now we devour in each others umbra
I met you in a previous lifetime
I remember your divine
Just like the it's happening now
The curse of the flesh that claws at your spine

Will you curb your appetite with them
And curl up with the eternal sin
Or will your rest your head in the known realm of heart's everlasting euphoric bond?

Come to me and rest your weary head
I will stand beside you even during code red
I am more than willing to compromise
But I will not do is help your demise

Plan accordingly
Your heart is sacred
Love me endlessly
I'm certainly worth it

I don't want to wait another lifetime for your heart
Just surrender all that you are
Join me in this journey of Ecstasy



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Life Lost

I can smell the depths of the past

Leaking all over like a junkie smoking crack

The sweat of the night just rearing its head

I was told there weren’t any warning signs

So why is she dead?

That this is how it is

But if you really listened to hear

You would’ve heard her cries

Maybe we could see the reality through her crooked lies

She was desperate

Her mind a tangled place of insane

Her body a glistening realm

But no one knew she was at a loss with no gain

Since she didn’t wear woe on her face

There was no way to explain

That the meeting of the minds

Wasn’t really a game plan

Now her body hugs the floor

Life now invisible

No place like home

But I can’t grasp the principle

How does this happen?

Who is to blame?

A woman with promise

But no one knew her name

4 siblings

3 kids

2 loves

1 result

I loved her more than life

There is no doubt about that

I couldn’t save her though

That’s a blunt fact

13 years later, I still feel the numbness

Cookie crumb trail of the dark abyss

Her kids have kids

Does she know what she has missed?

Sadness took her life

What do you know about this?

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