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I think I'm ready to express myself; not just my game face... A little foul play has conjured up some emotional race ways... Headphones knocking rhythm into my thoughts... Still my tears trickle to their own beat

Torn

Ripped out weeds dangling
Might as well rip this sheet in half now

The foulest play. Baby I am the foulest to play. I have been the foulest played and today I want to take all play away. As the foulest fouled I don't want to play and add injury after the foul; that's flagrant

My surest thing... My sweetest secret vixen.

Unfortunates... The unfortunates of our condemned mis matched play being each others perfect puzzle piece... Piecing together some semi-permanence

Shit I don't even think I can let anyone read this

We traded places... You comfortably and confidently traded places topping me like this ass had been yours our entire lives... I exploded in your palm sharing our souls images of the perfect isolation. Isolated on falsetto harmonies with all realness

No lines to be read in between... Nothing to clear the forecast of... My most difficult expression is my non-fiction...

Torn between posts... I've shared you in all my blogs and poetry
You're the shit, everything, and more, and then some

I've exploded my most sacred... I have exploded into you... Installing my identity into your grasp... No tight screws... The perfect chemical potion... Every element working perfectly together

Newly in too deep... Anchoring on your shore... Welcomed to your home base... Slam dunking in your paint...early morning all day everything. A stare multiplied into sessions

I love you... Now I'm choking. The words are choked up with my tears balled up... I love you... I cry... Balling internally.... Drowning my insides ... I... Love... I'm torn

There is no simplicity

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Switching focus
Resisting... That we need to talk notion... It had been hovering but never welcomed... Never allowed... Those words were trespassing on our momentary forever peace

Deepest sacrifices... Exchanging favorite colors falling in love with their shades never noticing the switch... We switched. Roles never expected to be played. We switched hiding the milk and cheese in these cat and mouse games. Still no games existed. True friendship without any foul play. We switched on the light to further determine this wasn't a dream

I dried you off, applying towels to your skin and cheek from tears haunted from your past. I undressed you... My eyes tunneling beneath your attire & my anticipation growing to devour my desire... Removing every layer of stress build up... I undressed you... And then I dried you off... Removing all moisture from your dampened lips... I dried you off ... Removing me from your favorite playlist... I've dried you off.
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Choking up on "I love you"
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The foulest play. Baby I am the foulest to play. I have been the foulest played and today I want to take all play away. As the foulest fouled I don't want to play and add injury after the foul; that's flagrant