“So you take a little something, to make them go away”…

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Ride the White Tiger…
Into the dragon’s lair…

Preparing to do battle…
As high as you dare…

Sublime intoxication…
With God like visions…

In such a helpless state…
But it’s one you envisioned…

And one that you craved…
So that you could get…

Such a sweet spot moment…
That makes you forget…

All the pain he caused…
The vicious words spoken…

You can hide in this state…
And never be awoken…

Nothing can bring you down…
When you inject the relief…

It seeps into your veins…
Feels like a deep blissful sleep…

Where your dreams are real…
And your reality fades away…

In this perpetual night time…
You don’t have to face the day…

Where you’re lost and alone…
Remembering all the times…

When you felt so normal…
And you felt so “FINE”

Holding on to love…
As if it really existed…

Buying into an illusion…
That got so fucking twisted…

As you played make believe…
And trusted that feeling…

But when it all fell apart…
You found yourself reeling…

Now you shoot the White Tiger…
As it provides a safe place…

Where nothing can hurt you…
And time is yours to waste…

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“You’re walkin’ the wire, pain and desire”…

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She knows what she wants,
deep down inside…

The best of both worlds,
where planets collide…

Wants her cake and eat it,
without all the stress…

Of the guilty emotions,
she fails to supress…

Wants all the distraction,
without any of the cost…

No emotional attachment,
no friendship bruised or lost…

Wants to taste freedom,
without actually being free…

As she likes the lifestyle,
which brings such security…

So she keeps it hidden,
buries it all deep within…

Hides behind the mask,
she has to keep wearing…

Keeping it locked away,
from eyes in plain sight…

Only allowing her thoughts,
any freedom at night…

When she thinks about,
what no one else can know…

All the deep dark distractions,
the Devil himself has shown…

The flaming lips that fuelled,
her insatiable desire…

Freed all her inhibitions,
lit her inner fires…

She knows it’s so wrong,
but is addicted to the thrill…

And doesn’t know how to stop it,
there is no magic pill…

So she keeps on going,
each day risking more…

Knowing what she wants but,
edging closer to Hell’s trap door…

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“And your smile is a thin disguise”…

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She hears them whispering…

Quietly in her ear…

Those unspoken words…

She needs to hear…

Directing her thoughts…

And guiding her actions…

Helping to seek out…

Erotic distractions…

The voices are many…

But all say the same…

They are always searching…

Looking to play the game…

This collection of Devils…

Hidden in disguise…

With deep and penetrating…

X-ray eyes…

Never ever praising…

Anything she’s achieved…

Only pointing the finger…

Each time she deceived…

Mocking all her lies…

Knowing all her secrets…

Ensuring she’ll regret…

Tasting bitter sweetness…

This game she plays…

Is full of danger…

With contradicting feelings…

Of a powerful nature…

Controlling her mind…

But keeping her sane…

She can’t ever explain it…

It confuses her brain…

But she has no choice…

Though she doesn’t trust them…

It’s her only option…

To listen as they condemn…

So she keeps on going…

And walking through life…

This lost and lonely sinner…

Dancing with life’s knife…

Because she likes the whispering…

No one else could understand…

Those devilish words…

The tie that binds her hands …

Controlling her thoughts…

Looking for sinful interactions…

Always seeking out…

New and erotic distractions…

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“Your prison is walking through this world all alone”…

Lonely

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In a big man’s world…
He’s a lost little boy …

Dancing with danger…
Still playing with toys…

Not seeing the impact…
Of his actions and deeds…

Just pleasing himself…
Fulfilling his own needs…

Struggling to cope…
With all the emotions…

That are thrown at him…
Upon life’s big ocean…

So he denies them…
And locks them away…

Pretends he’ll face them…
Some other fucking day…

Preferring to focus…
On what lies ahead…

Rather than deal with…
The thoughts in his head…

Those unanswered questions…
That cause him distress…

The painful memories…
His heads such a mess…

So he keeps on running…
Distracting those around…

Looking for a playmate…
And trying to surround…

Himself with pure pleasure…
To balance the acute pain…

Ignoring all the warnings…
Dancing naked in the rain…

And when this little boy…
Drank from Lady Lust’s cup…

She infected him with poison…
As she fucked his head up…

Now the big man’s world…
Has left him totally lost…

And as each day passes…
His soul counts the cost…

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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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“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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“You’re not quite lovers and you’re not quite friends”…

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Is it really over and finally broken…
Enchanted words, no longer spoken…

The spell they cast…
Wasn’t meant to last…

Remembered forever…
But repeated never…
Ties designed to sever…

And be detached…
Feelings dispatched…
The door closed, then latched…

Balance being restored…
Conversation now verging on bored…
A face in the crowd, simply ignored…

As the thrill slowly departs…
Leaving shattered minds and hearts…

Beamed back to reality…
They escaped with some version of sanity…

As everything faded, whilst time moved on…
What was once there, has now gone…

And upon reflection…
In cold contemplation…

It’s not the same…
Leaving just a mind game…

And the sweet memories…
When their eyes are closed and they truly see…

What it really was…
What it could have been…
From within the darkness…
Unspoken and unseen…

But they knew deep down, this day would come…
And all the strands, would come undone…

Leaving them back at the start…
Their souls tarnished as they drifted apart…

Searching for a new distraction…
A different kind of interaction…
Without the friction, but all the traction…

Because it’s really over and finally broken…
But the inner beast, has now been awoken…

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“And your smile is a thin disguise”…

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She hears them whispering…
Quietly in her ear…
Those unspoken words…
She needs to hear…
Directing her thoughts…
And guiding her actions…
Helping to seek out…
Erotic distractions…
 
The voices are many…
But all say the same…
They are always searching…
Looking to play the game…
This collection of Devils…
Hidden in disguise…
With deep and penetrating…
X-ray eyes…

Never ever praising…
Anything she’s achieved…
Only pointing the finger…
Each time she deceived…
Mocking all her lies…
Knowing all her secrets…
Ensuring she’ll regret…
Tasting the bitter sweetness…

This game she plays…
Is full of danger…
With contradicting feelings…
Of a powerful nature…
Controlling her mind…
But keeping her sane…
She can’t ever explain it…
It confuses her brain…

But she has no choice…
Though she doesn’t trust them…
It’s her only option…
To listen as they condemn…
So she keeps on going…
And walking through life…
This lost and lonely sinner…
Trying to avoid life’s knife…

Because she likes the whispering…
No one else could understand…
Those devilish words…
The tie that binds her hands …
Directing her thoughts…
Looking for sinful interactions…
Always seeking out…
New and erotic distractions…

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“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

“She held me spellbound in the night”…

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…Witch…

Climbing as he falls…

From where he felt so small…

He can’t make sense of it all…

Took a pint from the forbidden ocean…

Laced with false emotion…

What a stupid fucking notion…

But it keeps the feelings coming…

And to you he kept on running…

Even though you were so cunning…

In your world of violent devastation…

That’s head on with temptation…

Strangles and stops his circulation…

Can’t breathe when he’s behind you…

Green with envy, you turned him Blue…

He’s just something you fell into…

But it’s what he really wanted…

And in a room they said was haunted…

Your charms were simply flaunted…

He only understood part of the story…

Whilst bewitched by all your glory…

Even though it felt like purgatory…

Till he took flight on broken wings…

From then he never felt a thing…

Now with freedom he can sing…

But he never will forget her…

Though some moments are still a blur…

That name still makes his heart stir…

Cashed in her good looks token…

She’s now lonely and heartbroken…

Karma for each cruel word spoken…

…Bitch…

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