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He is not mine
     to faulter
     to fondle
With turquoise painted fingernails
This green memory
laced with ivory and bark
Blurred by the heat of
     moist skin
     rugged breath
           (the rain whispered to hide our exasperations)
Hiding behind
third grade mind games
     I知 afraid of this feeling
     I知 afraid of this truth
want  you  need  you
can稚 picture cloudy nights without you
can稚 picture this freedom without you
       
     Am I going mad?!

or are your eyes
just getting to my head?
©2006-2009 ~VelvetCandySuicide
:iconvelvetcandysuicide:

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This is a poem I wrote about a guy I really liked but it turns out.. It was all just a game...

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