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Hellfire.

by ~zuko-love-123, Dec 9, 2012, 9:28:52 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

The urge to grab her wrist

Pull her close and cling to her cloth

Hold her face

Press her lips against mine

I fear her eyes on me

Make me anxious

And that desire washes over my skin

To lash out

Shout into her mind

That I would be better

Than any man she should find

I could protect her just as well

Please her

Worship her

I would submit my very self and soul

To hear whispers of lust leave her lips

Her raven hair

Her piercing gaze

I cannot breath

Her spell takes over my bones

Her scent on my clothes

I cannot stand

The want that crawls through my veins

I cannot take

The way she looks at me

The point she puts me in

It will never be fair

I would love her

Better than any soldier

If only she would feel the same

If I cannot have her

Then why can any man?

Like fire, hellfire, the fire in my skin, this burning, desire, is turning me to sin.

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26 letters.26 letters yet none I can arrange
to describe that pearly smile
A billion words though not yet fit
the magnitude of those eyes

Thousands of languages but
none that can express the feeling you provide
A billion words though none better than poison
to better tell those lies.26 letters. by ~zuko-love-123

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Hellfire.The urge to grab her wrist
Pull her close and cling to her cloth
Hold her face
Press her lips against mine
I fear her eyes on me
Make me anxious
And that desire washes over my skin
To lash out
Shout into her mind
That I would be better
Than any man she should find
I could protect her just as well
Please her
Worship her
I would submit my very self and soul
To hear whispers of lust leave her lips
Her raven hair
Her piercing gaze
I cannot breath
Her spell takes over my bones
Her scent on my clothes
I cannot stand
The want that crawls through my veins
I cannot take
The way she looks at me
The point she puts me in
It will never be fair
I would love her
Better than any soldier
If only she would feel the same
If I cannot have her
Then why can any man?Hellfire. by ~zuko-love-123

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Lost.'
You have to look forward to
You have to come back
Lost in your way
You'll see the worst'
Standing in a think pine wood,
Strangled under shadows,
Peering up at the free sky,
Trapped in wooden nightmares,
Lost under the ocean,
As it lay a blanket of depth,
Not a single living thing,
Seems to pass you by,
Dangerous hounds surround your path,
Blocking your view of which way to go,
So you sit and try and wait,
For the beasts to crawl away,
But the monsters are hungry,
And the confusion feeds them,
And they grow larger and darker
Their teeth are sharper and their claws thicker,
And suddenly it engulfs you,
You have no where to run,
No place to cower away,
You're just sitting there lost,
In your own sub concious,
But others past you by,
They don't see the horrors,
that block your way,
They just see their path,
As bright as a new spring day.Lost. by ~zuko-love-123

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Cravings.I crave you more than any cigarette,
And suffocate when you're gone,
I find myself lost in my own home,
And am crowded when I'm alone,
This wild hunger that growls inside,
Which only your voice can satisfy,
Forever on edge without your hand in mine,
Teen romance or an eternity?
One thing's true,
I need you more than you need me.Cravings. by ~zuko-love-123

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by ~zuko-love-123, Feb 21, 2013, 10:03:35 PM
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i havne't used deviantART in a long time for many reasons really, most of them quite personal but honestly I haven't had the inspiration to write. I've been stuck in a depressive rut so deep that I dont even have the motivation to turn it into art. If I'm being honest. I can feel myself slipping again. I want to write. With all my soul I want to write but I have nothing to say that you haven't all heard before.

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