Posts: 1214
From: Al Da Beatz
Registered: Sep 2014

posted June 01, 2015 06:56 AM            

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I don't know if I've already posted this here.

The grey sky, raises its curtain,
Showing your face, projecting you certain,
Trenching my heart, locating on earth,
Oh I love it, your vice in mirth,
You pretty desperation, of watching me,
In trendy ascent, of bold and free,
Attempting to revolt, my censored fish eye,
I endeavour to escape, you make me cry,
Agitating my heart, freeing from release,
Of your eyes around, Asking for keys,
To unlock the prison, of your eyes around,
I fall so badly, clutching the ground,
Your precious grip, on my oozing soul,
Like you possessed it, taking the troll.
In midst of my wreath, you set me alive,
In lieu of eloping, in your soul I dive,
You are so tender, scaring my hair,
Endearing my thought pretending so fair,
How could you be, so null and brimmed,
Juxtaposing my soul, with a velvet skin,
It’s patient of me, to analyse it so,
And engrave you in me, as I am in you.

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From: Ohio
Registered: Jan 2012

posted June 01, 2015 02:11 PM            

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This read as a deeply complex and profound view-
situationally into someone. The content deals with some questioning on the sad side -which too is an important part of exploring life and the heart. Your thoughts here peak and remain so meaningful throughout.

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From: Saturn next to Charmaine
Registered: Apr 2009

posted June 02, 2015 09:57 AM            

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From: Bella's Hair Salon
Registered: Jul 2011

posted June 02, 2015 11:25 PM            

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Wow

A torturous kind of love...oh but that's the way it always is, right? Strange how people still want it...

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From: Al Da Beatz
Registered: Sep 2014

posted June 06, 2015 05:26 AM            

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Thank you for appreciating it and you in depth interpretations

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