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What if I never knew, What a grown man looked like, With out clothes. What if I never knew what it feels like, To have sex before the age of..

With eyes closed I claim memories of you Scents linger, your fingertips Lovingly encircling, enticing my thoughts Bodies pressed moving as one M..

I would rape you of all hope, of your friends, and of your smiles, I would rape you Of YOUR life. I would rape you of your confidence, of..

I am hardened, Dense; like the core of a far off star, A frantic fury Untiring and diligent, Steadily I strain with industrious resolve. Exhaus..

I read my old writings today: pencilmarks on yellowed pages – and through scrawlings, I learned my own words hurt more than anyone else's. ..

I invested days dreaming of when we'd acknowledge destiny and now you've left me with nothing but the hope that I'll someday resurrect the only ..

There are parts of me that people stitch into colorful quilts displaying them on ornamented shelves that I throw into waste baskets or to the arms..

I asked myself… Why… Why… she left? Why… she had to go? Why… she had to leave? And I blamed myself… ..

A fog has drifted over my thoughts Coveing them with ease and effort Anger and death mix within, so soft I hardly register this change The fog lea..

memories cross my mind Flowing with the winds A soft pain grows inside Stretching with any thought of you The leaves fall as time passes Darkne..