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Black Boots Trippy Soundscapes by ~MissOmen18:iconMissOmen18:



Black Boots and Trippy Soundscapes

I see red.
The kind of red that consumes my pupils and
Dilates my imagination.

True, I’m not one for guilt
Cause I tend to tilt my sense of reality
Each time I steal a glance, a touch, a kiss
I don’t seem morose for the one I have been or
The other “you” I have been with.

I’ll have to tell you in secret, in cold whispers
That a chill runs up my spine
When I seemingly gloat and float,
When I caress your heart with my dagger
And Minced of Men will melt and stagger
But I only pine for you, and your matchlessness.

How grim it justly states I’m a temptress not a marksman
And there’s no country for my exposed psyche legs.
©2008-2009 ~MissOmen18
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maybe i do...>__<" reminds me of me sometimes...

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Yeah both sides remind me of me ...relationships are so confusing

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