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Questions I Despise -poem-A thousand miles away.Questions I Despise -poem-
And it seems more and more that the distance is more than physical.
My love, my heart, lie with you in complete trust, and yet the words seeping from your lips fall on unbelieving ears.
And how it pains me to doubt, how it kills me to question.
Does that make me sane, make me rational? Or am I cold and cruel, incapable of love of any true kind?
My mind yearns for you, my soul bleeds to have you near. To touch you,
to kiss you, is the purest bliss.
But are you even yourself anymore?


Adultery -poem-Temptation. Secrecy. Lies. Deceit.Adultery -poem-
Hiding. Adrenaline. Fear.
Stay or go? Love or lust? Right or wrong?
Choices. Decisions. Consequences.
More lies. Vicious circle. Lost bonds. Trapped hearts.
Why?...Why not? Lust?...Love.
Now?... The end.


Blissful Ignorance -poem-I look into your eyes and my reflection shines brightlyBlissful Ignorance -poem-
on the surface.
But farther down, do I dare to go?
To dig past the wall, to peer through the layers that have built up over the years.
Have I the courage to see more than the ring that sits faithfully around your finger?
The ring I gave you.
Shall I listen closely
and pay too much attention to the desperate longing in your voice?
The yearning that casts in your eyes, when you think I'm not looking, and indulge yourself in fantasies of her? &nb


Mutilated Humanity -poem-Society's masochistic fascination with beauty in terms of pain, is nothing but an excuse to mutilate an image of defectionMutilated Humanity -poem-
for those whom could never appreciate the value in flaws of variation.
And by calling it perfecting we seek only the hopeless, that which is impossible to obtain...
For humanity's vain obsession with perfection rots itself from the inside out, festering and decaying until all that is left is everything a person never wanted to be, and a vague reminder of who one could have been.
And then not even futile regrets


Ironies -poem-Your intoxicating scent wafts through the air, the most putrid, unpleasant smell lingering and tormenting my mind.Ironies -poem-
Your kisses linger on my tongue,
a most bitter flavor that plagues my mouth.
The rainbow made of promises gleams beautifully, yet the colors blur together in a smear of a hideous brown.
You say all the right words but the notes fall flat on my ears.
Your fingertips brush my skin in a loving caress, that tears my flesh to hostile shreds.
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Hey. Read my comic at [link]
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"Reality is for those that can't imagine anything better."
>>>[link] [My portfolio] check it out please!
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Hey. Read my comic at [link]
Thanks!
really, you are VERY good. ^_^
I wouldn't say it if it wasn't true
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eu quero mesmo é viver pra esperar... devorar você.
blog . last.fm . orkut
it's like, tied with Moulin Rouge for being my favorite movie...
so thank you for the picture
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