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Posted by N_i_C_o_L_e on Sat Apr 16, 2011 7:12 pm
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Such a strange beast you are.
<br />Your falsified desires do so fascinate me.
<br />I pray that I can keep you out,
<br />but again you will return.
<br />I'll deflate myself just enough to fit inside what suits you.
<br />Oh, I've let myself shine through,
<br />just enough for you to shun me.
<br />Damn this dance we have,
<br />I just can't part with you.
<br />I'll allow you to draw me in once again,
<br />So you can wound me the moment I let my guard down.
<br />I dream of the day I leave you behind
<br />as my breath grows hot against my own flesh;
<br />I'm ready to shed this mask.
<br />You'll never adore me although you swear you do.
<br />I will remain in your presence,
<br />I must enjoy your grasp.
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Posted by Bluesy Socrateaser on Fri Nov 09, 2012 7:36 pm
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I once looked long and hard into a mirror in an effort to see if my true nature existed within it,or even if I would recognize which was me after all. Your poetry here makes me want to reach out to another nature inherent in me, one that I have restrained for a very long time. You must also sense this "other" nature in yourself, good or bad, whose "grasp" cannot be denied.
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<br />I very much enjoyed this Miss N.
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<br />Best from Bluesy.
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