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  • addictedaf 104w

    Stone heart,
    Cold blood,
    Is all thats left,
    The survivors,
    Of a Great War,
    That was being fought,
    Inside my head,
    Killing my dreams,
    And my hopes,
    And the warm streams,
    Of the love that flowed,
    Which finally ended,
    In a cremation,
    Of my emotions.
    ©addictedaf

  • addictedaf 104w

    She asked,
    Any poems lately?
    Nope, I said,
    I've been busy.
    But I didn't realise,
    It was a trigger,
    To an avalanche,
    That would catapult my soul,
    To heights, unimaginable.
    Thanks for bringing me here,
    Dear, Soul of the Angels.
    ©addictedaf

  • addictedaf 108w

    I'm watching,
    Every second,
    Your every move,
    The way you pace and shoot,
    The way you're faking the truth,
    So that I can take you down,
    Down by your throat,
    Slitting it apart,
    Savouring your blood,
    Laughing a cunning laugh,
    Whispering, softly,
    Checkmate.
    ©addictedaf

  • addictedaf 108w

    Coldplay and Cigarettes,
    I'm coming, Death.
    ©addictedaf

  • addictedaf 108w

    He didn't fit in any one's picture. He was just too fat.
    ©addictedaf

  • addictedaf 126w

    Pain is beautiful.
    ©addictedaf

  • addictedaf 126w

    Let darkness be me, and the light be you.
    ©addictedaf

  • addictedaf 126w

    Creativity helps a Soul from sinking into sorrow.
    ©addictedaf

  • addictedaf 127w

    Going braless is the best feeling ever. She said.
    ©addictedaf

  • addictedaf 127w

    One can Survive on Air and Food, but Love is what we need to Live.
    ©addictedaf