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About a Scorpio...

The dawn of disappointment.



You feed me poison from your lips
You beg I take it little sips
But then you push me on the floor
And then you feed me more and more

Feels like love but isn’t yet
Hopeful hearts will feel regret
I want to keep hands to my self
Can’t help but think that you’re a threat

We counter each other on the board
Two secret spies with hearts obscured
I know I know that love is war
I know I know what it is for

Blur the lines and dig it in,
Tell me secrets I’ll be your friend
Open my heart when I open my ear
If you need me for this I am here

But when you trace lines on my skin
I will have to leave again
Because you can’t give me what I need
And I can’t take it at your speed
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Mohini
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Posted by underwaterthing
About a Scorpio...

The dawn of disappointment.



You feed me poison from your lips
You beg I take it little sips
But then you push me on the floor
And then you feed me more and more

Feels like love but isn’t yet
Hopeful hearts will feel regret
I want to keep hands to my self
Can’t help but think that you’re a threat

We counter each other on the board
Two secret spies with hearts obscured
I know I know that love is war
I know I know what it is for

Blur the lines and dig it in,
Tell me secrets I’ll be your friend
Open my heart when I open my ear
If you need me for this I am here

But when you trace lines on my skin
I will have to leave again
Because you can’t give me what I need
And I can’t take it at your speed
Mmm. I can dig it.
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Soul
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10 Years10,000+ Posts

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The birds will sing,
The bees will always bring,
A flowers bloom in the spring.
And I don't know why,
We ever have to die,
But all life runs till the fall.
And the summer and the winter,
Make minds adapt quicker,
Come September tell the sinner they've been warned.
That the rivers overflowing,
If the living keep controlling,
All the reasons for the seasons and the storm.

That's why, that's why there ain't no more.
They cry, they cry the rain it pours.

A saint will rise,
Then open up it's eyes,
But everything will feel like a dream.
The trees were contrasting,
As time was overlapping,
Not a light in the night to be seen.
And the saint was closely watchin,
But a snake watch a possum,
Seein venom drip down made it mourn.
And the river met the breaker,
As the living met the maker,
Of the reasons for the seasons and the storm.

That's why, that's why there ain't no more
They cry, they cry, the rain it pours.

The humans take the traits,
From the evil and the saints,
Another color of the heart from the start.
But the living always ask,
Is the future here at last?
And has it left us with a grin dripping sin?
Well we've always been receiving,
All the blood that we've been bleeding,
It was red, doused in fury, wrapped on lies.
And the river started burning,
As the flames started churning,
As the sage painted rage in the skies.

That's why, that's why there ain't no more.
They cry, they cry, the flames they pour.
That's why, that's why there ain't no more.
They cry, they cry, the flames they pour.
That's why, that's why there ain't no more.
They cry, they cry, the flames they pour.

The birds will sing,
The bees will always bring,
A flowers bloom in the spring.
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Soul
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Ghosts still dance through the hallway
In pale twilight from the moon
Ask how long they say always
Diamond rain will consume
Dry your tears on my shoulder
As I steal the pain from your heart
I'll need your soul to get bolder
It's not the end but the start.

Is the blood in my heart still bleedin?
Relax as I trap that demon.
Is it me or am I suffocating?
Sit back and just stop debating.
Is it dark, is it cold forever?
Its hot, the demons dance together.
Will I fight will I be a rebel?
My child, you've sold your soul to the devil.
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underwaterthing
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10 Years

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SOUL:

That is beautiful. These lines stick out to me in particular
"A saint will rise,
Then open up it's eyes,
But everything will feel like a dream."

Blackphase:
"The safety of my solitude was comforting but
unfulfilling."
I can seriously relate to the willing surrender of your safety for the shared union and danger of emotional union. It's a choice I keep having to make over and over again.






FIND PEACE ALONE.

Yep...some common themes here, all relatable.
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MoonArtist
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12 Years10,000+ Posts

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I meet so many people, and I see them,
see their potential, see their soul, see the beauty and brilliance.
So many cannot see it, and it baffles me.
How do they not know?
How can they not see?
It’s there in a genuine smile, the spark of humor in the eyes.
It’s there in the thoughts and ideas that make their way out into words.
They don’t see, though.
So much of it gets covered by insecurities, doubt, guilt,
Obsession with seeking their physical perfection,
or some public image of success.
Wasted, squandered, kept in the dark and rarely shared,
The brilliance stays hidden, buried.
I see it, can practically taste it, like a rare and golden fruit,
But then it’s buried, again,
and if the garbage heaped on top of it is too deep, too foul, what then?
I see their soul, and sometimes I weep for that hidden potential, that spark that is ignored.
I want to scream at them, “Can’t you see what I see?!”
I see them, see their potential, see their soul, see the beauty and brilliance.
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MoonArtist
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Drifting, became pushing, became breaking
My heart into shattered pieces.
Did I break yours, too?
Breaking, became falling, became drifting
My tears in this empty vacuum.
Do your tears drift, too?
Drifting, became misunderstandings, became silence
Words seem to fail me.
Do they fail you, too?
So the broken pieces drift in silence, and no one knows the pain, especially you.

I have nothing but silence for you.
Silence, like snow, muffles with coldness the fire I would spew.
How could you say the lies you said?
I’ve raged with lava tears burning my heart to ash,
And now there is nothing but silence for you.