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𝙸𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚎, 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎’𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢, 𝚊 𝚋𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎. 𝙰 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚡 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚜, 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚍, 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔, 𝚢𝚎𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚍. 𝚃𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚕𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎, 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢’𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚎, 𝚆𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚐𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚕, 𝚄𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕. 𝙸𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚓𝚘𝚢, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢’𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎…

She asked Pearls, Pearls to wear them on her bodyShe asked Ears, Ears to hear untold stories of herShe asked Hearts, Hearts that can bear the pain of longing her sightShe asked Lyrics, Lyrics that can possibly persuade her mind to see there’s hopeShe asked Poetry, Poetry to feel strong, brave, loved & cared forShe asked for Love, Love that could pierce her soulShe asked more than once, once…

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❝𝐈’𝐦 𝐀 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐰𝐥 & 𝐈’𝐦 𝐀 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐨𝐜𝐨𝐈 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐧𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐈 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞, 𝐈 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝, 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐳𝐳𝐥𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐈’𝐦 𝐀 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐨𝐰𝐥 & 𝐈’𝐦 𝐀 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐨𝐜𝐨❞𝐷𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑙𝑦, 𝐑𝐨𝐬𝐞 – 𝑑𝑟𝑖𝑧𝑧𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑝𝑜𝑒𝑡𝑟𝑦

My body is not just meEvery cell that I shape forms a bit of youEvery promise that I make firms a future for youYesterday, it was just me and my bodyYesterday, I was sloppy and wildEverything has changed nowMy heartbeat & My hair lengthMy boobies form & My body transformYou are the future meYou are my glimmering beeNow remember the triumphs this young mother bravedNow remember the happy moments…

My heart went numb & frozen watching you. So close to my eyes, so far from my soul.It’s a storm in the ocean as tears scream out of my heart, loud & silent.I take back everything.The promise, The kiss,The touch, The love,The happy song & The sad bid.Everything that we had together is gone forever. Only silence remained & remains.My silence, that’s what you are.Dearly, Rose – drizzlingpoetry

Love was wild & free beforehandBroken soul was rebuilt million times recede sinsLove, Lust, Sin, Purity, Fire & ash, Skin & bone stowed in the warehouse of this deadly mundane.Dearly, Rose - drizzlingpoetry

Light Up, Light Up Sunshine A sailor lost his home. A tumbling vessel on the tide surge. A mellow-turned-maniac, Participate in a punstar’s playbacks. Light Up, Light Up Moonshine. My heart showers diamonds, While my world rains burning lava, A love river flows like a mom’s lullaby, while my soul screams in vain for pain. Light Up, Light Up My Love, Pure Soul, Baby Blue. Rose –…

𝑊𝑒 𝑎𝑙𝑙 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓-𝑑𝑜𝑢𝑏𝑡𝑠 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑚𝑜𝑣𝑒 𝑤𝑒 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑤𝑒 𝑡𝑎𝑘𝑒.𝐵𝑢𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑛 𝑡𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 “𝑡𝑟𝑢𝑒 𝑣𝑜𝑖𝑐𝑒.”𝐼𝑡 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑠. 𝐵𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑖𝑡 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤𝑠 ℎ𝑜𝑤 𝑏𝑒𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒.𝐻𝑜𝑤 𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑠𝑜𝑢𝑙!𝐴𝑓𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑙𝑙, 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑙𝑖𝑓𝑒 –𝑑𝑜𝑛’𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑒𝑥𝑐𝑢𝑠𝑒𝑠,𝑑𝑜𝑛’𝑡 𝑙𝑖𝑒 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑟𝑘𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠.𝑀𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑎 𝑚𝑜𝑣𝑒,𝑘𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑤𝑎𝑙𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑑,𝐿𝑜𝑜𝑘 ℎ𝑖𝑔ℎ—𝑠𝑜 ℎ𝑖𝑔ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑚𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑠 𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑦 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑒𝑝𝑠.𝐵𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑢𝑑 𝑜𝑓…

Kiss my lips, Kiss my soul, Kiss me Forever.Kiss the fuels and lit the fire.Kiss me and settle down the uproar inside.Kiss me till this cold-heart comes to life and vied. By ARTAMORFF

On the surface it’s perfectly sculpted covering the dysfunctional parts, crippled hearts and mucky souls. Admitting doesn’t help ’cause they just took a halt to perceive you,wreck you bone by bone until yoursoul lost it’s entity. By CATMOTA (TWITTER)

Because it’s a no-entry they get amused to leap into it with sickness. Scars left behind, she goes Wild and they name it slut-class. How mean? Series Nude – by JohnNy Morant

A hive of honeybees deft rhythm dancing around you. Careful, they bite when you move. Still and stable move your body smoothly like a blow flower. Wink as easy as butter. Smile and let me see the glossy lip quake. Flip your hair, Call me honey, Flowers in your strands, Sway your hips, Gentle fingertips, Flutter those lashes. Oh! Wonder Women, you are incredible.

Smoking cigars Riding Horses

Gambling in the town of Epsom, London.

Drinking Blacks Spiced Irish Rum.

Romancing in the middle of nowhere.

Slitting throats and faces with the razor blades.

Betting on the fates of poor and labor working in coal.

Calling few whores to deviate and kill powerful men.

Promising them this would be the one last time.

Doing magical spells on the horses to win the Race.

Robbery is the least bothering issue when they’re already rich people by doing bad things.

Blasting pubs and houses to get insurance.

Beating black and blue in the boxing ring till they die.

Rage is all about it.

Loving one woman who is the mother of your children.

There are no excuses

There are no next times

There is and will be always one certainty and that’s this “HAPPY HOUR.”

Give it a toast and celebrate with champagne 🍾

May this happy hour remain forever.

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Art by SERGIO INGRAVALLE

When you have a very personal and private secret in your life, you don’t share it with anyone.

• For suppose when you share that very particular secret with a person (Z) who is very loyal and trustworthy to you then they’ll it to themselves.

• What if that person (Z) also has an important and the loyal person in their life too. Then obviously your little…

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• The Body that I am blessed with is a vault with a password unresolved.

• This Life I am living is a riddle with a mystery unsolved.

• These Nightmares that I am having are terrible with a lot of people die for reasons undissolved.

• I thought there is “NO ESCAPE” from this loop like a mare and then you involved.

• You opened a red box with a Button ESCAPE

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PRINCESS CHOOSE WISELY

Circumstances & Consequences

What you’ll listen to What you’ll believe in What you’ll choose to What you’ll lose in – LIFE.

· When you listen carefully you’ll know what they actually mean by saying that.

· When you believe truly you’ll see how they change words and colors right away.

· When you choose honestly you’ll have to face…

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Tapping Toes

Love river Love Fever.

Never-ending stream Never-curing extreme.

It Flows smoother than Satin.

It speaks words that are Latin.

Not too fast just like a turtle your fingertips move.

Not too slow just like a dandelion blow flower your words flow like a poem of love.

Little by little my confidence grew.

Little by little you stole my…