You broke me
Dragging me to your side
Pulling me into your darkness
I tried to fight, but I am lost
I am bound to you
No longer having boundaries of my own
Totally out of my comfort zone
Falling into yours
The fire in your eyes
hypnotizing me to follow your lead
unable to turn back now
First forced, but now longing to
remain in your world
The blending of our souls
causing thunder in the universe
chaos in the realm of reality
Your thoughts becoming my thoughts
Your needs, my needs
Your breath, my breath
Your world, my world
My destiny now defined
In a list
Please tell me what you think
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ahhh....to feel this again..but does it happen more than once?..i don't think so...but then again, i hope so...
love all there is about this poem.."first forced, but now longing to stay in your world"
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very dark indeed. you reminded me of abusive, codependency with this. thank you for sharing this. viyanna rosemarie
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There i "lsot" and then there is simply "losing oneself"...you, dear friend, are very particular where you wander, and thus the losing yourself is always goignto be the place you should be.
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Me thinks
you have falling under this spell, and you are lost. Shall i send out a search party? Can`t afford to lose you. Hang in there, help is on the way.
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Self Profoundment
a Beautiful thing indeed. Great one again...I enjoyed this.
Ephiphany
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The finding of self is the true holy grail. Great write.
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"You broke me
Dragging me to your side
Pulling me into your darkness
I tried to fight, but I am lost"
Sighhh...A dark, deeply disturbing piece, Lady...You are not lost...your boundaries are your own to claim, not someone else's...Your spirit is stronger than you'll ever know...I hope this is "just a poem", my Friend... Wanda
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The blending of our souls
causing thunder in the universe
chaos in the realm of reality...
so loving the way you went so deep with this one, these words jump out at me and the pic is right on. Such is a craving, when it consumes one such as this! Brill my Biachhhy , just brill!
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I like this it expresses deep needs. I like :
Your needs, my needs
Your breath, my breath
Your world, my world
I also liked the fact her breasts are smaller than mine. hehe
Love,
Amera
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Indulgence is the cause of every descent into darkness. Three bunnies for this!
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