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Ray Apr 2011
I’m safe
Far away from the wolf and its fangs,
Yet still my heart stays by,
Inching closer day by day towards the gnawing teeth
That lie in that womans mouth.
She is blood,
But I have shed that commonality because of her,
And will not shed it again.
Heart, come back,
She is not who you perceive her to be.
What she was died along with him,
What she is now, is darkness,
And that is what she always shall remain.
Memories can fool you,
But the reality can only cause you harm
Ray Mar 2011
He’s got a hold on me
Teeth gnawing on my organs
Gouged from the seams
Dripping down the street
Sheets drenched red
And all that shows
Is a blue and purple blended bruise
Ray Feb 2011
Lift up my shirt and see the faded patterns
traced upon my sides
down to my knees they travel;
the faint reminder of the years
when I never smiled out of joy.
Trace the broken pattern of a cut out heart;
I was foolish,
I wanted nothing more than love
and in the end it just left me more cuts to trace in later days.
Everything I’ve regretted is visible,
but only to the ones that end up causing them.
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Ray Feb 2011
Oh nostalgia, sweet reminder of the past and its perfection
How I despise the moments looking back and thinking
Things were wonderful
Yet with knowledge gained and lovers lost and things turned on its back
I can no longer look back with glazed eyes
Only with wondering, wandering eyes searching for the clues
Of his wandering eyes and his questioning looks towards me
Nostalgia no longer defines the feeling I get when I look at pictures
And see that the boy I was with was looking at her
And to see that the boy she was with was looking at me
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Ray Feb 2011
We all have our secrets
Our demons
Our baggage.
We all put up a front to the world.
We show people that our lives are perfect;
That we’re tough ****,
That we don’t care or that we do
We create our own little fantasy world
Starring the better version of ourselves,
The ones we wish we were.
And we act it out every time we leave the confides of our home. Everyone is fake,
Everyone.
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Ray Feb 2011
Are we drowning or just taking our time
Am I dragging you deeper or are you pulling me down
Is it your past that’s latching on and causing you to sink,
or the fear of my future that’s causing you to tremble and slur
your movement towards the surface.
I wish I was strong enough to carry this burden you hold on yourself,
just so you can get a quick breath of air,
so we could attempt to swim to the shore together rather than alone
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Ray Feb 2011
I only feel complete when I'm in your arms
Or you gaze into my empty eyes.
As I think of ways to please you
I'm brought back to reality by you're lips on my cheek.
You're leaving me breathless,
And I'm sent hurtling
Head over heels in love.
If you would like to contact me, email me at [email protected]; please do not take my stuff, just ask :) and check out my blog and stuff :)

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