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Thankyou my darling 😍
Truth
It's difficult to find and easy to hide,
But it's pure and it's beautiful, comes from inside,
Shines like the sun, glows in dark places,
It can be read from movements on faces.
It makes you feel special when shared by a friend,
It's all that is left when we come to the end,
It can also be kept back and hidden it's true,
If you treat me honestly, I'll not lie to you.
I've nothing within me that I cannot share,
There's not one thing out there that I would compare,
To truth, in it's glory, it's totally pure,
Unfortunately people can never be sure.
Lies are so close to the truth, it's not easy,
To distinguish between, so you better believe me,
When I tell you I'm balancing here on the line,
Between truth and dishonesty, for the rest of time.
"The Birth of the G Club"
You were not here in the Beginning.
In the Beginning there were women. Women who were not afraid to strip, women who loved to wind and grind.
In the Beginning there were men. Men who were not afraid to get drunk, men who loved to flash their cash.
In the Beginning there was Syren. Creator of Heat. Stylist for Nudity.
In the Beginning was a Dance Club to be proud of.
Just something I wrote on the spur of the moment in the Club. It's in reply to the attitude of many Club regulars, that the Club is going downhill. It's still getting the replies etc, but it's not the Strip Joint it used to be 🙁
Sweet Anticipation
My tummy tumbles and twists itself into knots,
Butterflies?
More like worms, spaghettied together.
Sickness sweeps over me,
A cold sweat engulfs me, surrounding me in a clammy bubble.
I fight to breathe, gasping for air.
Strange, when you look forward to something so much,
How ill you feel.
A sure case of good from bad,
Continuous retches, certain I'm going to vomit,
Yet toleration stands strong, it's worth it.
For one more glimpse of your face.
"Soul of blood"
Soul of blood. Once filled with love.
Been drained out with the hands of the one.
Others watch from the floor above.
Blood, sweat , tears .. I've had through the years.
Never tasted it like this .
The taste of blood in your mouth comes out.
Sweat on your forehead and your brow.
Been running for miles only in circles
until the lines become straight
and you become first place.
Tears in your eyes just like before
expect now they drop to the floor.
Soul of blood was me.
Now lets see what I can be .
" Metal Comb "
Metal comb across my teeth.
Have to eat.
The cold metal of steel feels like ice melting on skin.
I grin at the feeling I feel when coldness touches my skin.
My blood takes this feeling inside before I can run and hide.
Blood rushing to my head.
Through the body it goes where it stops I do not know.
The feeling is in my throat coming out my mouth.
Saying words that need to be about.
Metal comb stratch across my teeth.
Tell me where to eat.
these are some old ones but I hope you like them !!!