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"Why?"
You hurt me,
You took full advantage.
You held me down, and made me die inside.
Each thrust made me feel more helpless,
dirty,
and ugly.
From the first to the last,
I asked you to stop.
Though you never listened,
it was worth a try.
I probably deserved it in some way or some how,
But could you answer just one question?...
Why?
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Hope's Sin
The greatest curse ever visited upon man kind is that of hope.
It unflinchingly offers everything,
yet promises nothing.
As we weep at our respective altars,
we ask ourselves and our Gods:
Is not hope really the "Devil" in appropriate disguise?
Wouldn't our hearts' burdens be so much lighter without it?
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Replay
Sometimes,
I can't sleep.
All these tiny shred of memories and experiences replay
over and over
in my head,
hundreds of times and it's driving me insane.
Little things,
like a word that I said,
that really didn't represent how I felt or thought at the moment,
but I said it anyway.
That alone will tourture me for a few nights.
People don't really listen to anything I say.
Just parts of it,
the words that jump out at them;
generally,
the adjetives are what stick out the most.
I'm not disgusted by this at all.
I understand people have too much going on with themselves to listen to everything I have to say.
That's why I need this relationship.
Maybe it's therapy...
I love you.
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Gay-Love
We've stepped together into the fires
Crucified by our own desires
We long for love
You long for hate
Just more victims for your cruel wasted faith
So don't open your eyes
You might see it like this
Dont open your mind
Because you'll see it like it is
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Feelings deep inside
Heart beating fast
Moving in, getting closer
Hoping the feeling will last
Fitting together
Kissing all over
Wandering hands
Hiding under covers
Heat rising
Feelings stir within
Penetration
Committing sins
Lying together
Entangled in each other
Quiet smiles pass
Forever we will love one another
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Sex
I think you missed my point last night
And the day after and so forth.
You asked many times
If anything was wrong,
But did you care to know the truth?
You shrugged it off
Like it didn't matter;
I wished it mattered.
I think the most important things are never said.
Maybe I should
Stop right now to make you understand.
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If
If there was one thing I could be
I'd be beautiful
On the inside at least
I long for revenge on myself
Im sick and tired of me
If there was one thing I could be
I'd be good at everything
At least the things I do
But I only fail
If there was one thing I could be
I'd be strong-willed
I'd fight for whats right in my mind
But I'm to meek
If there was one thing I could be
It would not be me
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