Drunk
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Witches cackle around their cauldrons Wind blows cold bringing nothing but desolation Stale tea stained breath beneath my pillow Shallow hearts disappearing on every street corner Etched faces in trees reminiscing of what was once mine Everything’s eventual like the dimming of a star Blind are those who see but not who hear Builders of Read more
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intimacy born in drunken wonder bathed in flashing lights her mouth your mouth dissolving with passion the sounds of sounds as we dance bodies, stars birth the lust of touch the hush of desire those endless moments when the atoms in her heart burst leaving her in a state of sheer fucking bliss Read more
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stillness gone waking shattered head all broken and dismal with the taste of shame flowing through my veins turning on my side she sleeps like a child lost to the world and still part of last nights allure stumbling to the bathroom and pissing like niagara falls such a familiar feeling and knowing pain that Read more
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All day long and I’m looking forward to losing myself. After work and a warm bath eases aching bones. A cigarette to make everything calm. Dressed in my best, the mirror shows that I’m a regular guy. But the mirror is false. A little food and then a walk a back into town. To a Read more
Author S. K. Nicholas 