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B.E.A.S.T

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Be still,
Everything will be okay.
At least for the moment.
Savor what you have laid.
Tender is the enjoyment, Of will.

My dear
Beware,
Of the beast.

opposites attract

I don’t

get it

I really don’t

understand,

how one

can make “love”

to someone who

doesn’t comprehend,

fates 

twist and turns

calculations

supply and demand,

two different

walks of life

one glorious beast

with two backs,

it’s of lust

so inside

im aware

that its bad,

but this a

new demon

that I’ve never

ever battled with,

I’ve never been

so deep

so lost

so intimate,

the soul

off to the side

waiting for me

to take a  stand,

to get up and leave

but this feeling

has control of me

it wrapped around the neck,

starting with kisses there

then down

to the

chest,

then the digging 

of her claws

leaving scratches

on my back,

me lifting

tossing her

rag doll esq

she wants fight she gives a slap,

only enticing me

do go even deeper

to make her

lose wind/gasp,

she likes it

she loves it

im told not to stop

because she’s about to climax,

my god

my temptress

oh my

how opposites attract

It Never Ends, its the

its seems like

the streams of wonder like

to open up

at random,

some chances only come

so often

if you don’t take it

you may be subject to a tantrum,

that can possibly be

the apostrophe

 on top of the cherry

that amplifies the anthem,

that we keep inside

bottled up

but buyer beware

the effects you may not like or fathom,

there is such

an ugliness

hidden underneath

the narcissists handsome,

cool calm collect

underneath is a sluggish beast

who doesn’t bother to be in stealth

when he has strikes of anti phantom,

who wants to be out loud

and fling every

piece of shit

that he can sink his hands in all is ammo,

two is not enough

upping the anti

is a minimum requirement,

using every play in the book

hail mary

full of grace

one must be the example,

to not step in my crosshairs

or even splitting hairs

because when the beast consumes

it devours

Hell hath no fury

Hell

hath no fury

like hearts don’t bleed

when they get torn,

does gobs of honey

on anything

not call out the bees

in massive swarms,

if you kill

my love

in vengeance

will I not of sworn?

to destroy

everything

that you

adore,

does greed

not want

when there is

just a little bit more?

and

how much more

when there is

no more?

there’s

a thin line

from a curious scratch

to a premeditated reason to explore,

step over

the boundaries

and like the bull

you’ll get the horns,

 passion

is a beast

and that  bear skin rug

is ironically worn

beast in repeat

sometimes I can feel

the mark on me

I don’t want the beast

especially when I realize

the beast is me,

our true nature is bad

even though we were made,

from a different image

so why are the characters we play portrayed a different way,

so nonchalant

 like one shouldnt strike when the irons hot

the should not forced the could not

into something it would not,

dare to want to keep

yet here we are just like the sheep,

that follow right into the trend

selling the sex of the little bo beep,

supply & demand

be damned throughout the land

repeat