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Prisoned Emotions

by ApplesSt.Pain

She runs deep in my thoughts.Ask heaven. I thought of her so much, time turns into stone, for one moment all the stars wept. I don’t know anything about her, other then she has one baby boy. Her face melts my heart, her voice is the sound dreams breed, so fucking beautiful, my God!, I tatoo her name on the in side walls of my heart. I pet the ink, I’m so afraid to talk to her, scared to be shot down, so scared to blow any chance, and if I do make any move then I expose myself, that’s how it goes, I could own the world and I still wouldn't be good enf, I don’t know, I want her more then any other,I never felt like this, as cheesy as it may sound,tell your Gods that I am coming for her!, she doesn’t know me, it’s like drinking even though you had enough. The way she smiles, I understand why men would go to war. What to do? This is ugly, I want her.I’m barely making a life for my kids, and can’t afford much, I don’t want to look stupid, so confused,pay check to pay check, always so trapped,I chain my self to this moment. what the fuck, why so serious! Have you read any of my poems? it’s like being in a mosh pit with death, pain, apples, witches, and motherfuckers, lets get down and dirty, my chances are nothing if I do nothing, I don’t get it, like my fucked up life, always getting buried but I forgot my casket.

Apples 710





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