Monthly Archives: August 2014

bottom bitch without love


You call us a family but instead we’re a stable You pimp us like they do on the block I’m your bottom bitch who gets no love. These other hoes don’t put in no real work. They talk a good … Continue reading

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fear enters – cool leaves


walking down this dark path whispers accompany me things move in the dark spirits spring past scared to lift my head afraid to look back listening to the screams shouts of pain breaking of glass. the first time we fought … Continue reading

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Out of Town


That time where you’ve Decided that the current climate does not suit you As if now is the time to pack the bags And go to aruba After all the time spent in NYC you now just get tired of … Continue reading

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Intimate encounter


Seeing you at the bar You look at me We both have rings Our spouses Too tired Not in the mood Have headaches. Eyes locking You saunter over Dragging your nails across my shoulders. Drinking in your floor length gown … Continue reading

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ride forward


cutting off my air slurping your lips gripping your hips tasting each rolling wave rolling off your lips to mine. writing my name you scream struggling to breath using my nose to hit your spot. mounting my face you beg … Continue reading

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Pain is better hot


Playing with fire Is all that I know Stepping into a burning room Clothed in gas. Some like it warm Some like it hot I like it sizzling If it doesn’t hurt It doesn’t matter All I know is the … Continue reading

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one more drink


if i have one more drink i’m going to end up telling you all the things i hate about you no really all the things i hate about you. no i don’t want to fuck we both know you ain’t … Continue reading

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