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Depth runs as far as you allow it. You have the movement to control it. You have the ability to consume to it. I still remember how you spoke. I still feel the vibrations of how you held the door. It’s how you take it. …

i twist in oasis to turn pages in certain angles i begin to be just to find time to burn men in edges of sin lick the tips of their necks to taste the pain i play in dangers at night spinning in emotion of darkened maso…

spinning in fragments of your mind wandering far but close behind from streets we twirl a feign i dare to feel you against my skin a dark thought like shadows climb my mind i used to be twenty-two you used to be a littl…

spinning in actions, i only feel the tension of a head in rotation on a bed twisted sideways i lean to touch your heart yet i feel the void of nothing at all to spin or to fall or to even love at all? i break your neck …

i’m lying on your lips on the edge of the bed painted by blues of a damp hue like your edges atop mine waves pushing against i and i tango in your breath to feel something i used to reminisce your heart against mine the…

A masochist only feels the feeling of pleasure.

As time moves, you realize every single relationship you’ve had, regardless of the length, is a bittersweet reality and a memory gained.

sliding on your teeth and your lies you kind of taste like midnight a dash of cheap wine in street fights and i’m spinning in circles in a twirl of emotions breaking backs of men i tarnish i swear to bare men in towels …

i’m spinning in motions in a dark twisted emotion blaming the past on lust instead of what it was a darkness, a void truth i sat too long to hold like grips on my neck nails on my back and i’m spinning in motions in a s…

Time moves with or without you. It’s up to you how you use it. It’s up to you how you let people affect how you use it.