this was written nearly two years ago...and bears no meaning on anyone today...it is just a lovely piece...questo è stato scritto quasi due anni fa ... e non ha alcun senso a nessuno oggi ... è solo un pezzo bello ...
By cnwriter..carolina, 4th Dec 2012 | Stop following | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/1ta0vvj7/Posted in WikinutWritingPoetry
Some people will not admit to their feelings of what they would like to do when they have been hurt or betrayed by a fickle lover...I have no problem writing about this although I would not do these things....dedicated to those who are putting Chemtrails in the sky!!!
I Will Come
Come to you I will when you call
Asking me again to be your love
Waited long I have for this
Then with my fangs your neck will gore
Come to you I do as before
Blinded by your glorious charms
And as we lie side by side
I'll cut your heart out throw it wide
To be eaten by mangy dogs
Asking me again to be your love
Waited long I have for this
Then with my fangs your neck will gore
Come to you I do as before
Blinded by your glorious charms
And as we lie side by side
I'll cut your heart out throw it wide
To be eaten by mangy dogs
Holding You Tight
When you call my name
Wondering if I am there
Stealthily behind you I will crawl
Pull your legs from under you
Into the precipice you will fall
When in my arms I hold you tight
Pleasuring you in so many ways
You will not feel when up your backside
Plunge I do a sharpened knife
Stealthily behind you I will crawl
Pull your legs from under you
Into the precipice you will fall
When in my arms I hold you tight
Pleasuring you in so many ways
You will not feel when up your backside
Plunge I do a sharpened knife
Never
When to my home you do come
Tø see me as you may wish to do
The door I'll slam into your face
Never acknowledge you I will
If we meet upon the street
Strangers we will be
As if we never met before
Shared not deep intimacy
Tø see me as you may wish to do
The door I'll slam into your face
Never acknowledge you I will
If we meet upon the street
Strangers we will be
As if we never met before
Shared not deep intimacy
Your Destiny is Written
When on a bed of hay I lay you
And strike a match
The flame I watch
A burning pyre your bed becomes
You a charred and scorch-ed mass
All these things and more
One day will be
This I tell you now
Escape you cannot
No matter how you beg and plead
Your destiny is written for all to see
And strike a match
The flame I watch
A burning pyre your bed becomes
You a charred and scorch-ed mass
All these things and more
One day will be
This I tell you now
Escape you cannot
No matter how you beg and plead
Your destiny is written for all to see
