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    The Light tries to Save The Devil

    It is not your job to fix meYou were not the one who broke meDeath has a number and coming for meYou need to walk away you cannot fix me  I walked into the room and noticed youAnger and rage...

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    • The title hooked me in. This journey begins at the end, I hope there is a follow up poem, Fia. Enjoyed this piece.

      • Thank you, Daniel. Maybe there is. Will the Angel or the Devil win? Hmm, that is the question. ;))

    • Powerfully penned, Fia. This write has a lyric vibe my friend. Nicely executed. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • ” It is not your job to fix me

      You were not the one who broke me ”

      Blessings to you…first off.

      Much respect to you during your journey through Shadow Work
      Your introspection is deeply appreciated
      Heavy write indeed

      Naaj

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    ABRA // CAD // ABRA

    ABRA // CAD // ABRA(a spell to be ruined)iwhimperedyournamewith the blood still warmon my bitten lip.youheardme and smiled.—a is forthe arch of my back when you say dirty slut.b is forthe bite you promised, but haven’t given -yet.r is...

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    • Great song
      Great write
      So many amazing lines

      Fav
      unmake me
      remake me
      break me

      until i shine

      YOU always shine in my eyes

      BIG LIKE

      KX AWARD

      • Your words wrapped around me like silk and steel – soft praise with just enough edge to leave a mark.
        I felt that “YOU always shine in my eyes”…
        Careful. Say things like that too often, and I might just let you be the one to break me – slowly, beautifully – until I glow just for you.

        BIG tease.
        BIG smile.
        BIG curiosity now about how you’d like to remake me…

        💋

        • Remaking you would be a visceral wonderland …
          Stay close
          Don’t waver
          I’m coming for you …

    • Passionately penned, Kristina. A clever write, with a touch of kink my friend. Nicely done. Appreciate you.

      Damian

      • Damian… you always know how to make a girl blush just beneath the surface.
        A touch of kink, you say? Just enough to pique your curiosity… or leave you wanting more?
        But trust me there is a hella lot of kink in me, too much for most people to handle… haha

        I appreciate you for always catching the quiet heat tucked between my lines.
        Kisses in ink… 💋

    • Ahh, you definitely get it.
      There’s something unspeakably powerful about being taken apart… only to be rebuilt again, piece by trembling piece, more radiant (or darker) than before.

      It’s so good to see you, too.
      Kindred souls always seem to find each other in the smoke and ashes… and maybe, just maybe, we’re the ones who know how to rebuild with a little more fire in our touch.

      Thank you for feeling this with me.
      Let’s keep shining through the ruin, yeah?

      🔥💋

    • Too many ropes, and leashes
      But no bra..

      A poem that reads like too many hands touching, feeling your body at once!

      • Mmm… you felt that, didn’t you?
        The absence of a bra is never about clothing-
        it’s about access.
        About letting the words grope and graze,
        like hands that don’t ask permission – just take.

        Thank you for reading so close…
        I do love when someone touches with their mind.

    • Lovely, pure seduction cascading down the page, hanging on to every word, wanting and waiting for more.
      Great stuff Kristina.

      • Careful, charmer – words like that make my ink run hotter.
        If you’re already breathless, you’d better keep a fan handy; I’m only on the first pour. Stay close… the next line might steal more than just your breath. 💋 It’s always so great to hear from you Wally and I am so sorry for the late reply…

    • This is scintillatingly sensually alive that grabs me where the sun don’t shine and holds me there as I writhe under your spell. Truly you put the iron to the fire here my friend. And I am seduced by you.

      John

      • Oh John… if my words have you writhing, imagine what I could do if I truly meant to seduce you. 🔥 I’d keep you right there in that heat… until you beg to burn.

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    Devil’s Advocate

    Lachlan I stand there in disbelief, watching Carmyn’s ass and the way her hips sway as she walks away from me after she told me to fuck off. I shake my head and laugh a little. No one’s ever told...

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    Bound To Bleed

    Dark mass moves across the room Anticipation building in shallow breath Locked inside a fragile mortal tomb Waiting for the chilled whisper of death   Can’t escape from borrowed time This jealous clock still counting down   Critical thinking considered a crime Bloated jester claims his phony...

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    • ” History is repeated on the norm

      Empires tumble in self-inflicted greed ”

      Indeed!
      This society has entered another dieback stage
      Superb write, Damian

      Naaj

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Naaj. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Loved those lines as well. That it has, brother. Much respect, your commentary means a lot to me. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • There are 89 seconds to midnight on the doomsday clock. That’s the closest we’ve ever been to human extinction.
      Great musing, my friend.

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Alexandria. So glad you connected with the write my friend. That’s pretty damn close, 1 minute and 29 seconds, did not know that one. This old dog still learning new tricks, thanks for the info, I like knowing little odd details, I’ve heard of the doomsday clock, just never knew about how close we got. Your commentary really means a lot my friend. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • I was reading this & groaning out loud as I did. Because it’s so painfully accurate. Am I the only one who feels like we’re watching the world draw inward…preparing to implode? All because those who have would rather have more than be decent fuckers. So instead they destroy everything in their greed. I’m a subdued pissed now, reading this. Yet again, you capture the essence of reality in all its ugly truth, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I agree, to quote Dennis Hopper in the movie Flashback: “We got two classes. The truly needy and the truly greedy.” I sometimes can’t believe it’s happened, then I have to recall how we got here. I’m surprised how slowly the people are waking up, gotta hope they don’t wait till the 11th hour. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Politicians need to be obliterated! End of story. Excellent!

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Keith. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Appreciate you.

        Damian

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    Kiss My Ass, Mr. Green Eyes

    Carmyn Okay, so maybe I was wrong. Finding a job the old fashioned way is harder than I thought. I’ve been making calls and showing up to the places I’ve applied to and am always hit with the same reply,...

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