discordant love poem.A Poem by just_teagueto my baron, who was at least clever enough to let me slip away. none of the games are any good. they do no good.
it's your writing, and being in love with words and thoughts and ideas
and the tangibility of flesh is just one incentive. Will you would you let me wreck you until you are truly dead against the rocks? That is very kind of you. But I am not a nice girl and I'm sorry if I tricked you into thinking that. Really I am. I am possessive and I wear many masks. But you are sweet. Leave your eyes and brain with me, and you can still take your heart and run. An unreliable narrator can really mess you up. I have no way of telling you of colors you haven't seen because you still have your sight. You will see like me when when you're older, maybe when you're blind and bleeding and hungry. But damn, we are cute together. I have to laugh because it's stupid how much I like you. © 2013 just_teagueReviews
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Added on April 23, 2013Last Updated on November 5, 2013 Authorjust_teagueMorris, MNAboutI'm Teague; I'm always in two places at once. I am a sequence of four stories trapped within each other, or some similar mess. Will be primarily writing poetry here; I seem to be going through a p.. more..Writing
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