A rapture of memories, broken sins, your violent tongue coursing in my skin, a beautiful nightmare of loving and hating you. -BBW
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Sin.
The beauty of you is a lie
Spoken in lost tongues
We found our way
A sin you are to me
Wild and chaos
You are the sin in me
Your lips poison on my tongue
Your skin sheltered in fire
Your burn away my memories
A Sin you are to me
Wild and chaos
You are the sin in me
The darkness hidden behind your eyes
Your soul lingering behind your halo
A savage to my heart
I loved your ways
Your hands a broken sound
Our bodies tied in darkness
Your lips on my neck
You found the sin me
A beautiful disaster.-BBW
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Caution to the wind…
She spoke with caution,
Her voice the melody of the wind,
Lost in a world full of wonders and brilliance.
She escaped through her feelings breaking her silence.
The past a haunting silhouette, she fell tangled in her reverie.
Drowning in her own weight of pain she searched for pleading eyes,
Shadows passed her guilty mind, she fell deeper in her conscious,
Failing to find a way to break free, finding the faults of her own to call home.-BBW
