warm bodies

complementary colors constantly strewn from our mouths as the words we breathed found harmony;
such a brief encounter, but we’ve stretched so deep;
memories of moonlit nights that i’ll forever keep.

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take it.

Wasted.
Busted.
I’m so fucking disgusted.
What do you mean you can’t do it?
You have the gift so why don’t you use it?
You are the creator.
The master.
You haven’t realized this faster?
Play time is over.
There’s no time to cry.
So build your fucking empire.
Welcome to your new life.

You never left.

too stressed to rest, I’d realize as I got undressed.
your eyes, never quite impressed but you’ll settle for second best, I guess. forever searching for what’s next to digest the regret that you never actually address.