Posts Tagged ‘ fight ’

bequeathing

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She begged,
So I gave.

At first I said no,
But then I caved.

Feeling like God,
When she prayed.

Love…..
We made.

Would you have my seed?
She said wait.

When upset,
I blame.

Finding fuel,
For the flames.

Because when I want,
I take.

But I held off,
Until she came.

She screamed.
It rained.

I laughed.
She sang.

My fire,
It tamed.

When together,
My heart rocks & swings.

Alone.
I pace & go insane.

So leave,
Before I enslave.

Unless you want,
That shakil & chain…..

-Just like I give
I want it all.
And all those that don’t know me,
Will see my name.

Test of time

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Promises
Are but promises.
Actions are louder
Than words.

To follow the leader

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Mighty
Is the cloud
High up
Is the view,

It’s hard
To see wrongs
When our ways
Are the truth,

Only to be
Encouraged
By the adrenaline
Ignorance fuels,

Entitled
Is this generation
The blind
Lead by fools…

In Life

If

we are

an image

 of our creator

why

 are we so evil?

Is it the world

whose space age

technology

has somehow

broken through

the filter…

opposites attract

there can’t be dark

without no light

and you can’t feel empty

without

 some sort of filler…

some

are with the soul

of an angel

and there are those

hunting with the instincts

of a killer…

some

are “blessed” with both

at the same time

confusing

the destination

of the

 fulfiller…

 is

 whats meant to be

what happens accidentally

and who forcibly

 pulls the trigger?

I suppose

this book

this passage

wouldn’t be entertaining

if it wasnt

a thriller

a few shades of grey

Love me

Love me

do more than say

that you love me,

and when I push you away

as I walk away

I need you

to grab my hair & pull me

Tough Crowd

shes quiet at first

and doesn’t want to say too much,

I get her to crack a smile

and that just makes her tighten up,

I get her to laugh

and all the more does she put up a front,

attempting to deflect what ever I throw

I still hit it back, further busting her gut,

she regains her composure-goes stoned faced

and before leaving-looks me in the eyes, and says that she’s had enough

Beg to differ?

she doesn’t want much

but im not willing to give

what she does,

it’s all a matter of love

and where my hearts come from

a slight push automatically receives a shove,

her right hook

has never been mistook

for some kind type of hug,

she’s mistaken

what is agape

with generic physical attraction,

considering how one meets

depicts what repeats

and what isn’t at random,

 “just” is just that

and there are no promises made

when we’re “just having fun”,

what you put up with

you end up with

 oh you beg to differ? I hope you have a good run