Tag: Lust

Constant Potential Ends

You existed for the wrong things Came to the realization You were not the one for me Yet I tried to conform you to something youโ€™d never be Mistakes that turned into lessons Constant cycles of self-hatred Unknowing that this was a dangling treat The promise and potential I saw Just wasnโ€™t meant to cultivate

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Soul Sex

Let’s escape with our minds. Entwined within our thoughts that noone could fathom. Deep rooted with seeds that blow from within. Let my sound waves carry into tomorrow as ur brain tries to reminiscence on the visions of our vibes. The aurora of our energies from just the two of us speaking. The mind of

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Foolishly Unnecessary

I let my anxiety create unnecessary insecurities. It’s crazy how I compromised because of your lies. I foolishly allowed myself to go blind of your actions cuz they were softly covered in beautiful satin sorries. The fact that I built up my tolerance on things that made me want to up and leave caused me

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Again

Can you keep me safe from this realm that is filled with agony? Yield away the melancholy that eases me. Struggling to be your everything only made me nothing. Frame of mind gone astray like I’m walking in the dark. Not sure which turn to make. Embrace me and never let me go even when

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Let me explain:

We love in a way that is indescribable. We can love in the most sensual, hectic yet calm manner. We get enticed and tortured by the love we make mentally. Moving past ones insecurities that were elaborated and entertained has its way of creating doubts within oneself. People do not understand that once damage has

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Stay

hello my love, can you stay for one last kiss. i know we are over but it seems that my mind is only revolving around you and i need closure. the lust for your physical appearance is surreal and breaks down every thought of me walking away and saying this is dead. the desire for

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Look @ M3

I ask myself constantly, when people look at me what do they see? A mentally broken black woman who struggles every day with her emotions? The smiles that are forced but widely accepted. When will anyone see past my disguise and actually feel deep in my demise? I put on a wonderful show, speaking all

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