nadara curtis Poems

Every day I bare the lashes of your insecurities, and you continue to beat me down with more of your lies. My heart is ripping at the seams and pieces of our future are dripping from me slowly of the floor of memories. Nevertheless, the thought of you walking away from me makes me wish I could go blind.
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Motives verses thoughts
Morals corrupted some blinded and some busted
Trapped in a reaction of society, unifed as one mind
that is designed to stay closed, because we live in a world where the truth is never disclosed.
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laid across silk scarves and bathed in the honeydew flowers of lust and desire.pampering servants hand me the world on a lily cover tray coated in shades of gray and silver.still i long for something more... embellished with all the sweetnesses of completion. surrounded with love and understanding.
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We sneak the fruit of sin from the forbidden tree. The tast of sin so sweet that we catch ourselves doing it again and again.This affair has taken our satiny and laced it into knot of mixed emotion and past mistrust. But without you, wine holds not taste, colors hold no substance, and days pass in agony whenever your gone.
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Heartache no longer beckones the hollowed walls of my heart into submisson.The dawning of something unknown creep into a curves of my lips forming something of a smile or grin, a sign of life in this dormant shell. A joyful day comes of crowning the present as a new era, and dethroning the past as
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Wave after wave of passion accompanied with a dose of pain. your that one hit that just keeps me high, so high it feels like I'll never touch the ground again. I desire your touch like i desire to breathe. Our love is a zone, a mishapened plots between chaos and heavenly climax.
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What does dusk mean to night? It means the closing stages of serenity, and a new era of tragedy.

What does the sun mean to the devil? The sun is a sword to slice and dice through his long reign of obscurity and anguish.
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The pearls of happiness lace themselves around my neck.
The sound of success clicks at the heels of my Jimmy Choo's.
The priceless suit of love tailor fits my fine figure.
Inspiration and guidence aline themselves on my wrist and fingers.
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Crimson regret alines her lips.
With each glance she set men on tipsy highs.
They grow stiff with urgency at sway of her hips.
Passion ignites a glow to her brown eyes.
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a weightless fleet of deceit trails you in your foot falls, and i hear the lie even before it forms on your lips. your love has me trapped in an unmapped maze of lies. your lies are no longer white they form a rainbow of disappointments. sweet honey covers tones makes me stay, makes me believe, make me
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