“For every kiss you give me, I’ll give you three”…

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From behind the lens…
She captured his life…

From loving his family…
To cheating on his wife…

She followed him silently…
And recorded it all…

Wrapped up in revenge…
She wanted him to fall…

And receive the payback…
She thought he deserved…

Feel the painful justice…
She alone would serve…

On his unsuspecting soul…
Which was so oblivious…

Yet he knew he’d hurt her…
That much was obvious…

But she took the insanity…
Up to another level…

With hate in her heart…
Seeded by the Devil…

Who spoke in her ear…
Quietly guided her actions…

Filling her with emotions…
And uncontrollable reactions…

She knew everything about him…
All his secrets and lies…

She knew his routine…
The how, where and whys…

And constructed a plan…
Leaving nothing to chance…

Under the blood red moon…
She’d have one last dance…

So armed with a knife…
She met him one last time…

Told him she loved him…
Before committing the crime…

And the kiss she planted…
In their final embrace…

Was the kiss of death…
Upon his ice cold face…

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“Where is the hope, in a world so cold”…

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The invisible girl sits…

As life passes her by….

The impossible girl waits….

And hides behind her eyes…

Wishing someone would notice…

Or give her a sign….

A soul mate accomplice…

Who loves her this time…

As they hurt her before…

Abused in the past…

Her wounds are still sore…

She became a total outcast…

Her confidence wrecked…

Dare not speak a word…

She could no longer connect…

To such a cruel world…

Where is her White knight…

The man of her dreams…

For her, he would fight…

Her faith he’d redeem…

Add warmth to her heart…

And melt all the ice…

Make her feel special…

So pretty and so nice…

But for now she’s alone…

Afraid of what they all think…

Her heart turned to stone…

She escapes with a drink…

At night she can’t sleep…

Dark thoughts make her cry…

Haunting visions so deep…

As she whispers a lullaby…

That takes her away…

Removing the pain…

As this beautiful girl…

Is slowly driven insane…

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“I’ll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife”…

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The hand written confession,
she left by the bed…

Was filled with dark secrets,
from deep within her head…

Revealing her anguish and
stained by her tears…

It was an accumulation,
built up through the years…

She’s now left it behind,
for those close to read…

As her battle scarred soul,
was released and finally freed…

And this detailed explanation,
confessed all her sins…

All the mistakes she made,
whilst encouraged to sing…

By the Devil in her heart,
such a forbidden lover…

Who took full control and
distracted like no other…

She was attracted to him,
like a moth to a flame…

She couldn’t resist him and
she carried that shame…

Along with many secrets,
that she hid from her world…

As she risked everything,
whilst the whirlwind whirled…

And swept her up into,
a deceitful double life…

Rendezvousing with strangers and
sexual encounters in the night…

But the thrill of the moment,
bore the heavy price of guilt…

And the cold morning light,
would waken her demons inbuilt…

Who haunted her days,
till she could take no more…

And when she finished the letter,
she finally ended that war…

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“Although I want you, I’m not gonna make this”…

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It was a complicated life…
A complex web of white lies…
She wore multicolored masks…
As she hid in her disguise…
Looking for something special…
But she wasn’t sure what…
Yet forever wanting more…
Never happy with what she’d got…

With a head that wasn’t thinking…
And a heart that had malfunctioned…
She tossed and turned in vicious circles…
Surrounded by such dysfunction…
Stranded in the stratosphere…
All her promises disregarded…
Running away to another world…
Trying to finish what she started…

She waved the wand to ignite…
Hoping as she wove the spell…
That it would drive him crazy…
And place him in a love-struck cell…
She knew that he would catch it…
But still set fire to his soul…
Pushing him down a narrow path…
That sent him out of control…

It infused and it infected…
Like a tattoo etched on his skull…
And he couldn’t hold back…
From her invisible sexual pull
Falling headlong for her charms…
Captivated by her dark magic…
She tormented his weak soul…
Having effects so very tragic…

As it simply got too much…
He couldn’t take it anymore…
Lying Black, White and dead…
After he hit the concreate floor…
Now she holds on to every star…
Whilst burning in the sun’s rays…
As only in dreams can they dance…
Whilst her life grows darker by the day…

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Alternate version of co-write between myself and the talented Cate…

“Some dance to remember, some dance to forget”…

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Their strange story began…
As a little white lie…

And began to expand…
When no one asked why…

Or took time to notice…
What was going on…

The clues were ignored…
Despite being so strong…

It started with distraction…
In the cold Black shadows…

On a dark rainy night…
Where nobody ever goes…

Unseen by the masses…
And hidden from sight…

A sweet stolen moment…
So wrong, it was right…

And it created a saga…
That defied all belief…

The beast and the beauty…
Lost souls finding relief…

Embarking on a journey…
Of pure fantasy fiction…

Making it up as they went…
Unsure of the direction…

That they should travel…
Or which road to take…

But at the same time…
It felt like no mistake…

As the more they tasted…
Sexual forbidden pleasure…

The more they uncovered…
Succulent hidden treasures…

Dancing through darkness…
And dimly lit hotel rooms…

Providing each other with…
Freedom from life’s tomb…

And much needed headspace…
Away from their oppressors…

Who held them under water…
Like unwitting aggressors…

Somehow forcing the issue…
Partly writing the script…

And as reality unravelled…
A pair of halos slipped…

Leading to something…
Maybe yes, maybe no…

Caught up in the moment…
Unexplainable from the go…

And they begin the next chapter…
Not knowing where it will end…

This strangest of stories…
About the strangest of friends…

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“Some dance to remember, some dance to forget”…

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Their strange story began…
As a little white lie…

And began to expand…
When no one asked why…

Or took time to notice…
What was going on…

The clues were ignored…
Despite being so strong…

It started with distraction…
In the cold Black shadows…

On a dark rainy night…
Where nobody ever goes…

Unseen by the masses…
And hidden from sight…

A sweet stolen moment…
So wrong, it was right…

And it created a saga…
That defied all belief…

The beast and the beauty…
Lost souls finding relief…

Embarking on a journey…
Of pure fantasy fiction…

Making it up as they went…
Unsure of the direction…

That they should travel…
Or which road to take…

But at the same time…
It felt like no mistake…

As the more they tasted…
Sexual forbidden pleasure…

The more they uncovered…
Succulent hidden treasures…

Dancing through darkness…
And dimly lit hotel rooms…

Providing each other with…
Freedom from life’s tomb…

And much needed headspace…
Away from their oppressors…

Who held them under water…
Like unwitting aggressors…

Somehow forcing the issue…
Partly writing the script…

And as reality unravelled…
A pair of halos slipped…

Leading to something…
Maybe yes, maybe no…

Caught up in the moment…
Unexplainable from the go…

And they begin the next chapter…
Not knowing where it will end…

This strangest of stories…
About the strangest of friends…

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“The only thing I have to say, it’s been a good year for the roses”…

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Twenty Thirteen limps to an end…

Was it an enemy, didn’t feel like a friend…

Each new beginning we’ll still do the same…

New Year’s resolutions our delusional game…

That we know we’ll seldom keep…

Yet we will never stop to weep…

Forgetting them all in the passing of time…

Only focusing on our daily crimes…

Ultimately making different plans…

Recognising life is out of our hands…

That it’s all part of fate’s twisted story…

Each setback and each victory…

Every year we make the same foolish mistake…

New Year’s resolutions are not ours to make

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“Try and get some rest, try and get some sleep”…

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Sweet dreams my love…
Sleep well and sleep tight…
Go dance with the sandman…
Don’t let the bed bugs bite…

Allow slumber to seep on in…
Drifting away, let yourself fall…
Your dreamscape is approaching…
Follow your imagination’s call…
 
High above the moon lit clouds…
Deep inside your innocent mind…
Where anything can and will happen…
But I pray… it’s not like mine...

From the depths of the darkness…
I thought I heard a sound…
Distant drumming getting closer…
I tried to move, but was bound…
 
Frozen like a stone statue…
In the dark and all alone…
The drumming was getting closer…
  But the drummer was unknown…

My heart began to beat faster…
And my body was totally paralysed…
The boxes I’d locked began to open…
Spitting out my fears and my lies…
 
Everything I’d quietly hidden…
And packed away from sight…
Twisted Demons began to play with…
And dance around in a starless night…

The sweat began to gather…
And my REM sleep took hold…
There was no escaping this…
Watching as this nightmare unfolds…
 
The drummer’s in the room now…
And there’s someone in my bed…
With ice like frozen fingers…
Slowly tapping on my head…

Screaming in my ear…
Smothering all my cries…
Feeding off my guilt…
As I lay there simply terrified…
 
This horrific manifestation…
Of my fucked up soul…
Began peeling back my skin…
I’ve no escape, I’ve got no hope…

The drum beat then went silent…
And through the dark I could see….
A thousand versions of myself….
And none of them are free…
 
In pain and so tormented…
Trapped within a personal hell…
Some cutting themselves with razors
Others dumbstruck, under her spell…

The drum beat slowly restarted…
Like a battle cry from the Abyss…
One by one I saw myself dying…
Payback for every crime I did commit…
 
The screaming became a whisper…
And a voice then slowly said…
“When you awake in the morning…
Your soul is already fucking dead”…

With that the presence departed…
The morning sun blinded my eyes…
It was too late to ask for forgiveness…
It was too late to even try…
 
So, sweet dreams my love…
Sleep well and sleep tight…
Go dance with the sandman…
But don’t let the Devil inside…

Once you allow him to seep in…
You’ll never resist his tempting call…
And when the end is approaching…
There’ll be no one to prevent your fall…

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“I press my lips against her name”…

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Dear Deidre
 
I am writing to you because I need your advice…
I’m addicted to sex and I’m addicted to vice…
I’m also having an affair with my friend’s sister…
And my porn addiction causes me to blister…
I like to have sex with girls but I also like men…
I have a tendency to do this again and again…
Sometimes I dress up, complete with stockings and heels…
I know that it’s wrong, but my god, how good does it feel…
My drug consumption is now under control…
But I slept with my counsellor as she tried to console…
Now she claims that I am the father of two…
I asked Mr Kyle for a DNA test, well wouldn’t you…
If I become a father, that would clip my wings…
I can’t have that as I’m in love with all lust brings…
I guess you think that I’m horrid and shallow…
But it’s not my fault if I get urges and follow…
Talking of which, my colleague just smiled and asked me on a date…
So we had sex in the storeroom, no need to wait…
Or waste precious seconds playing silly games…
I have others to sleep with, if I can remember their names…
Please Deidre – please please please reply…
I will heed your advice and promise to try and comply…

Yours
Trapped in Lust’s shadow

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Dear Trapped in Lust’s shadow
 
In all my years I don’t think I have read…
A letter from someone so fucked in the head…
You really appear such a despicable man…
You have no morals, but I’ll do what I can…
I can see you’re addicted and weak and shallow…
In fact you are simply the most disgusting fellow…
There is nothing I could write that will make you FINE…
Even suggesting you call my premium rate helpline…
But where do I start with my moralising…
How do I preach at you… whilst fantasising…
Your words make me hot, of that there’s no doubt…
My glasses are steamed up, all I can think about…
Is the two of us alone in a room, just you and me…
I’m sat here naked, if only you could see…
That I write and I judge, but long for some wrong…
A man to burst in who is big and is strong…
And take me so hard up against that wall…
But I couldn’t say that, couldn’t tell you at all…
So with that in mind, all I can suggest…
Is we meet up in secret and you put your hands on my breasts…
Please hurry up, my mobile number is this…
And don’t tell a soul that I long for your kiss…

Yours filled with forbidden longing…
DD xxxx

“We may lose and we may win”…

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So, in the midst of a busy week that has thrown up more questions than answers on a personal matter, this blog was nominated for an award. Nominated twice actually, which really made me smile and was quite humbling.

It is not the first time; you may remember that previously, the lovely Nina from http://wordsthatflowlikewater.wordpress.com/2013/06/06/inspiring-the-very-inspiring-blogger-award/  Nominated this blog for the “Very Inspiring Blog” award – which was really nice of her.

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This achievement has now been followed up by both Richard from http://richardankerswrites.wordpress.com/2013/08/05/the-versatile-blogger-award/ and Christine from http://crissyb315.wordpress.com/2013/08/05/the-versatile-blogger-award/ nominating this blog for the “Versatile blogger award”.  Which again, is really nice and I am truly humbled.

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Both these awards come with things that need to be done and I have to admit, I am pretty poor at these – however, the fact that these awards come from wordpress peers does mean a lot and whilst I have little of interest about myself to do any sort of list, I do feel the need to spread the word of others blogs.

The below are 10 blogs that I read and follow – and I would encourage you to try them out for size – these are just a snapshot as I follow a huge amount – so if your blog isn’t below, it is not reflection on you – more an opportunity.

Please leave a comment and let people know where they can find you – this could be an opportunity for all of us to build up our wordpress base? Not sure if this will even work, but don’t be shy – we all want to be read – even if we do not think what we produce is worth reading!

So, here is a snapshot in addition to the 3 above and in no order:

http://stevehi312.wordpress.com/

http://helenvalentina.com/

http://shakeyourtailfeathers.wordpress.com/

http://busymindthinking.com/

http://kwicksand.wordpress.com/

http://apurvakj.wordpress.com/

http://sagedoyle.wordpress.com/

http://thedrugstorenotebook.co/

http://randomblurting.wordpress.com

https://morganlefaysblog.wordpress.com/

So, a song to leave this ramble – I watched an Eagles documentary last night and really enjoyed it, so have a few tunes floating round in my head – this one is a message for the weekend – “Take it easy” – no more words needed – well, unless you wish to comment!

Enjoy