I stumbled upon something and someone so magnificent I was truly blind to it.
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Who knows if you’re alive anymore, but better yet, who knows if I’m even alive anymore?
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I’m accustomed to toxicity and can’t control myself when I’m near it.
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he was quite
a lovely fellow
his clouds
spoke waves
his transcend
brought daze
his hands
his heart
his dark
all the shades
a scent too strong
to land
but not to crash
to feel himself
by himself
and only
one’s selfa love for him and only him
words by dominic riccitello -
I didn’t know what it was, who I was or who he was. I just knew what we could have become as one.
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Some fake happiness, some fake sadness and some fake an orgasm.
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I’ll never know if it was figuratively or literally when he said I drove him crazy.
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his fingers caressed
touching your soul
making you whole
yet lingering beneathwith trickles of
we moved like fluid
in and over
everywhere and scatteredhe killed with kindness
dragged you upon highways
spoke with loveliness
while throwing you into lonelinessa crevice of desire
with words too precise
three times enough
arrogance which could slicedice of the moment
two beings turned liquid
we were, but ever
subconsciously understanding never -
We were one, even in the darkest corner.
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I let go so you could grab on.
