heart blaugh This poem/story thing was an inspiration to me from my lover YAY redface heart
blaugh Kiss of Blood blaugh
My lover he is with me
In my room where only he and I know of
We are one in that room
We get to know each other more and more
We talk and speak our mind to one another
I love his voice
He loves my laugh
We can't get enough of each other
Then
Out of the blue
We kiss
A passionable kiss of our love
We pass on to one another
We both stare and each other and blush
For a moment there is silence
Then we speak
We speak from out lips and mouths
I understand him and he me
For then I kiss him
Blood comes from his lips
A shiver crawls up and down my back
I get up and run
Run out of the room
Crying
Crying tears and tears of sorrow for him
I was sorry for doing that to him
I stopped for a breather snd he was there
There standing over me so kind and caring with his lovely eyes that I drown in
He stares at me with his eyes of dark chocolate
His eyes talk to me and they say
"It's ok I still love you no matter what happens to me"
He tells me this with his word
That he will never leave me and wants me to be assure of that
I believe him with all my heart
Yet
I drew blood from him
Blood I did not mean to draw from him
We are whole once more as we were before teh "bloody" incident
I understand the words that he spoke to me
So then I will keep then with me now and forever
My lover and I................
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(I know that he liked me drawing blood from his lips-lol) redface
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Life is so fragel and yet it gose by so fast. Yet why are we all so afraid of death? I have no clue but with this. I feel like I have limits to live. With being a teen well we have it rough. (I think that anyways)
With the pressures of our peers, family, friends, and our education. We have alot of things that keep building up, up, and up. We get strested out and sometimes we vent. The way to vent should not hurt you or the ones that care about you can and will get worried about you.
With the pressures of our peers, family, friends, and our education. We have alot of things that keep building up, up, and up. We get strested out and sometimes we vent. The way to vent should not hurt you or the ones that care about you can and will get worried about you.
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