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[bodytext] => Teach me how to best adore you When to assert myself, or when to ignore you With loud words in slippery olive oil Confide in me your deepest troubles So that I may unleash your woes from your very being So that your flesh regains its warmth Trust me with your most valuable prize Open up to me and show me your insides When you’re done, sing, a sad goodbye Love me, in lovely ways, within better days So that we can grow together in a life of certain love Kissing lips lead to touching hearts Embrace me with open arms and closed eyes Look to me for answers For anything I can provide, I will Come to me now if you come at all Rest your fall, on sheets Breasts flattened on my chest, sweat melts at the center of the beast Allow me to escort you to forbidden emotions Explicit warnings One foot up on the kitchen glass table moaning Posses me while taking me in to your realm Incorporate me into your hell Make me apart of your thirst to dispel the evil that propels Damn me if your curse is meant to cure A token of my gratitude Potential possibilities never procured Remember me as a false hope of greatness A false glimmer of braveness A washed away rainbow of colorless arches sunk to nothingness _______________________________ ____________ [comments] => 1 [counter] => 218 [topic] => 43 [informant] => Lancaster [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
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