I want you to touch me
I want you to feel
The way you make me tremble
And how I hurt when I can't deal
I want you to hold me
I want your warm embrace
I want your sweet mouth
To devour my sweet face
I want you to tell me
I want you to know
All these things about me
Will I ever get to show?
I want you to notice
The way you make me sweat
The way you should understand
What I want I always get
I want to gently feel
Your hand upon my breast
I want to then feel safe beside you
With my head down on your chest
I want you to know me
I want you to see
Of all the things I could ever want
You're the only thing I need
~Willow 11/6/03
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I'm the lost and found
"I can spell Bob!... b-o-o-b"
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that....was....awesome! truly inspired...there's never enough poetry like this....hate and death are so easy to come by I wonder why anyone writes about it anymore....
We werent the nice boys they thought we were..we arent nice boys..we were fuckin nasty little bastards...and we still are...Sid Vicious
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