kokodojo

You pick the feathers from your flesh... the more you pick the lighter you became the start of an alluring human creation falling down to expel your godly status for your selfishness best describe as the greatest mistake you will ever make so tear that flesh just because you cant stand it... now the blood will start as the climax creeps up... feathers stained red drift to the ground... tears roll down your fair skin as you look up from where you once belonged fallen to the ground huddled over you scream to say you have refused defeat "im not fallen" is muttered thru miserable shrieks "i dont need to be high to be angelic"

inside her. so felt so beautiful. in her picture perfect pose. please dont move. stay like that forever. inside her..her warmth... her insides against this fingers. penetrated. he was speechless and it was intense she was coming undone.. from the inside out. no words from her, she stayed perfectly still as he came. and his fingers still played with her as it happened... you felt great my lady he said while leaving her. and as they lie together in bed. in the fluids gone astray blood was prevlant yes indeed... he kissed her skin as he wiped the blade... making love could never feel as good

pick the feathers from your flesh the more you pick the lighter you become a beautiful human you will become. expel your godly status best described as the greatest mistake you will ever make so tear that flesh just because you cant stand it... the blood will start when the climax creeps up... feathers stained red fall to the ground... tears fall down..as you look up... tighten your grip..to keep tearing feathers fallen to the ground huddled over you scream to say you have refused defeat... "im not fallen" screamed thru miserable shrieks "i dont need to be high to be angelic" everything scattered in a chaotic mess of your

She mistook the passing cars for shooting stars Saw the amber moon slowly start to die The effect of her tears made that night.. feel beautiful... Holding her breath, waiting. Could she face what had been done? Could she face the eyes of everyone? She had become the word she feared... She was now her worst fear. Her heart had become a cold steal trap. She is only good on her back. She was a night-time memory most would regret Memories she wished she could forget... This beautiful night her graceful life... whispering words for those who cared "please, forget me not and always forgive...." "always forgive...."

Okay…me and my obsession for change… I used to have an extreme fear of the word forever…I mean how can you say forever and mean it without lying thru your teeth? You can't because forever is circumstantial. You will change, things and people and events and time will change. So, forever is nothing but a fleeting moment that you hope will last (but it won't). And that makes me realize that is why I never have high hopes…because after seeing how much things can change in such a short period it is semi-pointless to hope for that one or two things to pull through and last just a little bit longer… (that is not to say I am hopeless…I have hope…th

My tripwire mind... Slienced only by your trigger finger.... Is not ready to die by loves hands today....

the picture on the wall to hide the hole the one from that fite hopeless...cheating...whatever you said you threw my favorite statue... you were mad that you missed the bathroom rug is black black wont show the stains of blood from when life was too much long pants never a skirt the bruises are for me only it shows you love me right? isn't that what im supposed to say if someone were to see them on me when i change? the music is on real loud it mask the silence if they scream i dont have to please turn the volume up the heat is off why i dont know if i had to give you an answer and i know i

All alone Under transcendence with in four walls Listening for a line of prayer that we love to hear Any cure for the silent and still The windows can't stay clear We hate to stare out and let others in. Pictures of suffering saints keep up the charade of healing pain The time has come to eat the flesh to feed for a taste of your saviors death Back to the pew to stand alone Wait for the feeding to be thru Your absolved of all those sins Bow your head to praise god your not the one who is dead...

whispered hope has drawn out a fearless kind of pain Worn down thru slipping time Clouding my familiar state Left with too much room to breathe Old stitches start to break Seeping in... Decipt comes in again The patterns of this well known verse have changed To hold a different meaning This cancer Left uncovered Its new grasp Holds a new cross to bear

a hidden heart starts losing its fight not to feel... surrendering quietly afarid to stop that pain that controls its every waking move it gave in and begged to die by loves graceful hands.. just to see true beauty again.. pain that cut this torn heart starts to heal.. beauty thru scars becomes something more... our love is a fite that has enough meaning it would end a life with care.. it will sacrafice every exhale.. just... to bleed out these empty thoughts i uncovered a way for a look inside saw a chance to stop the pain... now memories that sunk in slowly fade.. im feeling now.. for the first time...