Rosy red cheeks...
porcelain white face...

I saw myself in you.
Your deepened placid barrier...

Hot and steamy,
it gives off an aroma that seduces the coldest of...

Love me deeply,
Valentine...

Your lies bleed from your lips
Your tongue, slicing my skin...

*nothing in my right mind makes me even consider...
Here I lie...

This is not an actual poem.. its just a small...
When your words seem empty...

I close my eyes,
and feel you watching me...

This is not a poem. nor is it a quote. these are...
i hate it that i have to go everyday seeing you...

Carrions sweet stench,
Wafting through the air...

[slang is the only part that it would accept my...
I’m sorry to inform you...

Not a poem.. nope nope. just got really really...
[You say you’re happy...