So close together in sight
Felt left in the pitch black night
Creeping slowly further away
From this love which I'm a slave
Holding close each sexual intake
With this pretend love we make
Wiping away the tears of lust
We only make them because we must
Passionate bites so fake inside
Never would I want to see him cry
Luxiously understanding not what I hide
All the victorys I've won by these lies
Author notes
wickid clowns
This poem might be a little hard to understand it jumps around but the confusion is ment to be there... Its umm wait do you love him or what?
hope you like it
A contest entry
- Horrific - love (shock me) by whispering shadow.
450 points, ended August 3, 2007, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I love the Lines:Holding close each sexual intake
With this pretend love we make
Wiping away the tears of lust
We only make them because we must
to me it captures the nature of about 99% of humanity

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haha yea it does
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