I wish people didn't want to touch me.
Feel the real inside the numb insanity. Breath into cold skin. Make these layers so burning hot like living solar flares melting the thoughts in our head. Hold my hand. Get away before it's over. You wouldn't understand. I can only feel your demand. Melt the thoughts before things get out of our hands. The this you see. It's not really me. Think about this. Hard to think of how lonely it is. when two lovers are intertwined in emotionless bliss. What fun is to be had when your fires burn grey and meaningless. @daydreamingphoenix
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Rosita Carbajal
3/1/2018 09:03:00 am
Wow Alex, Great job. I like how your doing something different than just the normal blog posts. Very creative. Keep up the good work. Use your poetry to try to lift your spirit back up.
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Alexandre Marc MoretThis blog is to progress my writing skills, education, and create an audience. Archives
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