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Best Poems From
JESSY LIZ
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Midnight Memories
Midnight memories
Bach and Chopin
Of darker nights
Left only hoping
God's hand would subdue me soon
Spread my wings; fly to the moon
Of darker days
With no regrets
Hoping only that
I could forget
Blood red spiral
Down to demons
Trapped in my closet
Begging to feed them
Deepest feeling of emptiness
Oh how I wish I could forget
Jessy Liz
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Misery II
Writhing in the night
Awakened by the sweat and heat
My fingers slip beneath the sheets
I bite my bottom lip to fight
The deep, heavy sighs
Slipping from my shaking lips
I'm soaking in this misery
I close my eyes, my back is arched
Teased with agony when we're apart
My own nails dig into my thighs
And I wish they were your hands
My anxious tongue upon my lips
My bare neck, and my needing hips
A fever so close to breaking it's hard to stand
Soaking in this aching, seductive misery
Jessy Liz
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Misey I
Writhing in the night
Awakened by the demons
Crawling inside of me
The ones you impregnated in my mind
Unknowing, I bore them
They fed off my misery
The agony you sowed in me
I need them and they find me
They multiply in me
I am the host
I am the fountain of misery
I am losing most
All of what they take from me
And if you sow then I will reap
This writhing, aching, deep seduction
This misery
Jessy Liz
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Missing Out
Dressed in black because she knows the game
Layers and layers to hide the shame.
Anorexic, thats her claim to fame,
But she never chose that name.
Dark sunglasses, baggy blue jeans
What she sees must stay unseen
Oh, what goes on behind the scenes-
Theyre missing out on everything.
Suppresses a smile as she counts her ribs-
Feeling her waist she tightens her grip-
But still somehow she feels so big.
Oh, shes missing out on everything.
Jessy Liz
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