Dangerous Love

He pulled me out of my house,

Taking me away from my other friends.

He gently put his hands around me

Turning me around wondering how I always change his mood to an endless dream.

As his lips came closer, I knew it was the beginning of my end.

Everyone knew that my addict was any girl's dream in this town.

But me, myself and I was sure that they also wished their lips would be where I was.

***

We were introduced to each other by his friends.

I knew he loved me since then,

But I turned to be his addiction.

I warned him from the beginning that I can cause damage,

That in the end both of us will be ' as we never existed '.

***

With every kiss I got, my reek tang conquered his heart.

He took over my body as he held me closer.

It was my last moments as he took the last slight breeze of my scent.

My dreaming seconds left him hallucinated.

***

He wanted me only for a first time experience, not a life time.

If he only had read the signs clearly,

He would know experiencing me doesn't worth it.

I'll keep advising my addict, but until I die it is his decision.

***

We had our last kiss,

As I, the cigarette, burned into ashes.

- F.M.M

Blindfold

I wish

I could go through life

Blindfolded

So I wouldnt compete with others

But run my own race instead

Just like horses

And so I could be oblivious

To all the hatred, greed, and suffering

Around me

So whenever I took the blindfold off

Reality would be pleasant

Like a surprise party

- Anonymous

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