To Hell and Back
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- Liebeschoen
- Servant of the Land
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To Hell and Back
Cast your spells, Curse me all you want, Poison me with your words,
Entice me with your movements,
You think seduction is the only way to get me,
There is nothing wicked you could do that hasn't been done before,
Break my bones, Pierce my heart,
Send me to hell and back,
Do you think that you are all that?
Nothing good comes from you,
Your arsenal is nothing,
Poison me with your words,
Entice me with your movements,
You think lying is the only way to get to me,
Cast your spells, Wring my neck,
Licking your lips in anticipation,
Nothing good comes from being near you,
You're only good at putting others down,
Send me to hell and back,
And it wouldn't be even close to when I am with you.
~Those who wander are not always lost.~
Sometimes in the mornings, I am terrified because I see a gremlin with unbrushed hair, bags under her eyes from stress, and the need for sleep. Then I yawn and realize that my reflection is just testing my mind.
Sometimes in the mornings, I am terrified because I see a gremlin with unbrushed hair, bags under her eyes from stress, and the need for sleep. Then I yawn and realize that my reflection is just testing my mind.
- Skyweir
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wow! A powerful piece Lieberschoen - a little moving, disconcerting and echoes the visceral pain of abuse.
I might have to shorten your nic tho - would you be ok with Libby? I’m old and a single digit typer lol
I’d be interested in reading more
I might have to shorten your nic tho - would you be ok with Libby? I’m old and a single digit typer lol
I’d be interested in reading more
keep smiling
'Smoke me a kipper .. I'll be back for breakfast!'
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- Liebeschoen
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It would be okay for you to call me Libby, but not anyone else...I hardly let anyone call me my high school nickname...
This poem was a mix of childhood stuff and so-called friends getting to me one day.
This poem was a mix of childhood stuff and so-called friends getting to me one day.
~Those who wander are not always lost.~
Sometimes in the mornings, I am terrified because I see a gremlin with unbrushed hair, bags under her eyes from stress, and the need for sleep. Then I yawn and realize that my reflection is just testing my mind.
Sometimes in the mornings, I am terrified because I see a gremlin with unbrushed hair, bags under her eyes from stress, and the need for sleep. Then I yawn and realize that my reflection is just testing my mind.