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Crimes of the mind
Crimes of the mind turns into a perfect evil formationlead me to drift in manipulative pleasureleaving pain and gain in one masterpiececreate a lasting pleasure in dealing with heartache that leads to victorybring you into a whole person who is reborn©poembyselly https://instagram.com/poembyselly
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Trying to survive (poetry collaboration)
I’m trying to surviveI’m trying to get rid of the voices in my headThe more I try the more I sink through the depths of darknessI try not to drownThe more I hear voices in my head,the more I disappear into the darknessWill you save me? ©poembyselly ~~~ I’m trying not to go insane with…
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Poetry
that’s poetry that flows gently in every pen you writemakes my blood flow stop like a lightning strikethe lightning that stung straight into my heart©poembyselly Follow my instagram https://instagram.com/poembyselly
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Your body is a poetry
I can’t keep my hands to myself I trace your every curveI enjoy every breath of your sighsigh in true pleasurepure pleasure is like poetry that is written in every inch of your body ©poembyselly http://instagram.com/poembyselly
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My guitar playing
pensive in the afternoonthe whispering sound of naturedive into the nuances of that timeI live the atmosphere at that time by playing the acoustic guitarfingers strumming guitar stringsheart, mind, soul follow the strings of my guitar playing a silk roses from the deepest heart©poembyselly http://instagram.com/poembyselly
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Thief of dream
wake up in the middle of the nightcold sweat pierces bodyblurry eyesthe lost energy drains my sanityI need to go back to sleepso I can find youO you entity the thief of dreams ©poembyselly Follow my Instagram @poembyselly https://instagram.com/poembyselly
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Silent Tomb
my heart aches… my chest feels tight… my tears flow profusely… no words are spoken… only tears are implied… you are lying there… a suffocating longing, I feel alone , there is no longer a place for me to lean on, tell stories, run from the tiredness of life… only a silent tomb that looks…
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Mask Illusory Pain
entangled in lust in painKnowing thy heart torments me with disdain,Looking with pretty ruth upon my painI drown in tears.My heart is crying.I could never withstand the painSo please allow me to wear my mask so i can burry the pain into mask illusory pain©poembyselly https://instagram.com/poembyselly
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