I started writing when i was 15 been ever since.
Its easier to start a fire,
Its much harder to put it out.
Its easier to be branded a liar,
Its harder to get that brand-tag off.
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With this unsavorly taste in my soul,
Feeling tense beyond control.
If only her clear succulent neck was present,
Perfumed with a hint of jasmine scent.
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Staring into the dark abyss,
Hope no priorities are a amiss.
What seems a simple wish,
Is entraped in a kiss.
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She wooed me with her smiles first,
Exciting my senses and increasing my thrist.
Then she would stop me just as i was to taste,
Laying siege to my passion and putting dreams to waste.
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Days of hopeless fear,
Can instantly dissappear.
If you lack courage,
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