What the muse demands I obey, and this muse wishes me to post some of my old poems. I'm always looking for constructive critics , so if you decide to read this please leave a comment.
This was written in early 2006- based off of feelings for a now ex-boyfriend
Why don't you just show me, out in the open
the depths of the emotion, seething, flowing
barely controlled in the decaying pit of your heart.
Love, hate, fear, envy- names to premordial things,
Things that sprang from creation at it's peak.
Were we created to love?
Created to hate- destroy, anihilate and main?
Are we either creatures of peace or war and nothing in between?
Are we lovers, are we friends, What am I to you?
Your lackey
Your thief
Your tormentor
Your secret keeper
Your friend
Your lover
Your slave or your master?
Inhibitions keep you closed from the world
I want to know your world- my love.
Blah so there- any mispellings or misused punctuations I appologize for here. Will put more up if people like and are curious for more..later and heart heart
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