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It only hurts when I remember that I'm falling for words you wrote for someone else.. - rs.darko

She's mastered the art of turning heads Craning necks Vexed by imaginings of her strewn about her bed Lips red Smeared with last night's mistakes They burn her at the stake For their own guilt in double takes Fake recompense for mild indiscretions And perverse insolence

I write these words in hopeful thoughts That they may touch you in ways that my hands cannot The way the stars unveil our desires for the forbidden, Casting a mystic glow Upon the faces we've tried to keep hidden Beneath the cloak of our own shadows Dancing in moonlit reveries Sparking lightning between neurons, The touchless Kiss of flesh As the nerves ignite Like two galaxies Cascading into a horizon Of endless starry nights - rs.darko

I picked up the feathers from the wings you clipped Armed myself with inkwell confessions And leather bound solace

Potential sacred vessel Reduced to broken relic Too bad your parents Didn't keep that part protected Doesn't seem you had any value instilled Acting like Sundays wake you up to God's will When your hangover lingers still Just stay there princess where you belong Face down, ass up like that one song Don't even have any shape in a g-string thong It's okay though cause it's not like your hips are in any way wide Not enough to distract from your wandering lazy eye Sad cause you really are just the type People only can appreciate for one night Cause you can't see the ugly inside by dim motel light Can't believe I tried to let you love me You're fucking disgusting And I'm a fool for trusting But thanks for taking out my basura If only you'd come just a few years sooner But it's okay cause I was lucky enough to have my beautiful son Too bad you'll never know what it's like to have one But that's what happens whe...

Pestilence in the folds of your heart Rotting flesh in not so private parts Keep letting them tear you apart Crawling in your skin with your own self disgust Covered in hungry men like locust Infested with betrayal of your own self respect So what do you expect Cause I don't see anything but an insect Waiting to be swatted lying for someone to dissect With no treasure inside to speak of Nothing but bug guts and dark blood No need to be apologetic The universe can't apologize for something so pathetic

You kept me so high That crashing and burning Was the only way I could start to feel grounded again.