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Evolutions of the self
I began my journey with the frustration of a series of epileptic seizures, and the lesson, that life always wants to teach. God is a master at organising our growth through the experience of pain. Yet my journey begins once more with new tools at my disposal, other 'crimes of humanity,' at which i screamed, God it's not fair! By jove it's not bloody fair! Then i looked around and realized, i wasn't screaming on my own. There were an army of Worlds around me, thick with longing, desperate with desire, eager to appease this insidious thing that moved with such stealth, and such simple mania. We are all tormented in our different ways, facing trials, wanting retribution. I spent years thinking fighting was about scrapping, was about the other, until at the very edge of a precipice i struck gold. I was fighting with myself. The demon of control, that laughs at the chaos spread about you like a chinese buffet. Life in our minds is supposed to be easy, we believe
Null and void
Visual creatures Null and void Taste the black Do not avoid ink Of leathered. Tattoo Clutching at straws Tremoring fingers Itching for gold Colorless flag We were the omens That kept caspers whispers I am the shore Pulling to tide Rotten ocean bed Greenery whiskers Don't be the fish That's eaten inside Cockle shell rumble Slim chances fumble
Emotional abuse
Checklists to know when your being abused and why it's a pervert and not a game Perverts have seen you naked without your permission They have strategies to try and forcibly get you to sleep with them Blackmail Being called a slug or a whore if you don't sleep with them Having your reputation ruined Being abused regularly whether Verbally or with physical action Making excuses when caught out Getting angry when you tell anyone, abusers hate being exposed Being treated as the black sheep even if someone else commits the same crime Consistently feeling alone, He or she will tell you your too ugly to be with anyone else. Tell everyone, the goal is mental torture, the goal is abuse and destroy. Divide the self from the self, loose confidence, so your easier to control You'll start to feel like your going crazy, at times you will, Tell everyone.Abusers only survive in secret.
Disabled girl abusers disgrace
Rotted bones And life Excuses Damaged men Always have Their uses For vulnerable Pretty little things A child of Mind His fear Of left behind Why did he pick you Because he is sick Because he's perverted Because he's a freak Silence your pain With the slam of A door Clap Caged in the nuisance Of his tortured existence I hate you But love me He cries It spills and spills Those massacre tears For he's been doing this A while And no one knows How it messed You up inside Don't let her leave Don't let her leave You are at the start The lengths he'll Deceive A running track Of missing heads Of lurching brains No shoulders 'stead Don't let Her leave I'm all fucked up It trickles down his sleeve Target the disabled The one with no connections Tonight I'll worship And thrust my erection In.open air The breeze of space No shame is like An Abusers disgrace
Sobbing women
Take it All the way Your little mind games You say I say I'm cast iron You'll break my Will You'll scoop my insides And eat my skills And when maggots Crawl, Blood pumps in your ears Your pulse is lightening Erection hard This turns you on Those battered shards Those weeping women Who sob In corners Here comes I Offering a sperm donor To a man Whose never slept With only ambition So filthy and unkempt It's puss stained And bulging An orchestra of fat, Like somebody messed Or someone don what Take your lazy ambition I'm more than words I bring fruition Enjoy the saliva Of a challenge slicked Tongue Yet sobbing women Always need to Be wrong
lion cub
There are warriors in us all; Lions fight Goliaths ten foot tall Though were scared and chomp at bits We climb barriers and out of it Pure vision lies with Strength within A soldier denies to let light dim Fight with passion fight for life we gasp for Oxygen to survive When you fail Fight to thrive This is you upon the edge Standing near a jagged ledge And all those questions That you ask Hidden in Your faded mask Wipe those tears beyond glass eyes For pain is buried Drilled in deep It lulls you when you fall asleep Life as punisher Life as friend Riddles at the start and end Your precipice Your recipe for sccess within let glowing lights shine and beam Detonate explosions of fear Hold your head up for your still here For your still The soldier rings the shrill alarm, We stand at ease, and remain calm snap our fngers Lick dry lips Tilt our heads Prepare for abyss it's imagination station Be addicted to your
Hot sex and our ten most popular locations
So red ebony has taken a moment to be slightly naughty and think of the hottest places i would love to have 'creative activity' in. Translation? sex. Something happened to come across my screen, yep, i happened to stumble upon it. A man and a woman getting down right 'colourful' in a cage. That is so delicious. Here are my list of top ten places people love to be 'a genius' in. 1) An elevator 2) On a tour bus 3)On an Airplane 4)In a toilet 5) In a cage 6)In a car/bus/van 7)In the bedroom 8)In the park 9) In the bedroom 10) In the workplace As if you didn't know
Broken columns
Broken columns stranded dreams rotting poison tasting leaves the crunch of plans like toast well carved Ambitious selves remain well starved This is new millenium This is how we search for few finding shadows in what we do Painting light Where dawn is ink Ocean bed and thoughts are thick
lunchbox millionaire
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