Poems from PhoenixOnTheRise

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proud pansexual with a passion for soccer and poetry
it was an insatiable desire.  she had me submitted in every position.  i didnt think "going all night" was possible until she told me "i'm...
her lips were a stark contrast to the darkness in her eyes that could only be described as one word:  lust
running through the streets, the woods are a concrete jungle in disguise, except it's the other way around. the hot summer air is cool at...
her tears are millions of miles away  but i feel them tonight  as we stare at the same empty bedroom, feeling the weight of a white cotton...
That morning sun, I never knew of, Until you woke me up. 

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