Kayla Ruiz

Rookie (12/19/ 1990 / lebebon oregon)

Kayla Ruiz Poems

1. Kill Yourself 9/12/2009
2. F U 9/12/2009
3. F.E.O 9/12/2009
4. Dementeds New Meaning 9/12/2009
5. Demented 9/12/2009
6. Berto 9/12/2009
7. Dont Lose Yourself 9/12/2009
8. Berto 2 9/12/2009
9. Broken Free 9/13/2009
10. Fallin Apart 9/13/2009
11. I Love You Dad 9/13/2009
12. Getting Down Wit The Madness 9/14/2009
13. Anarchist 9/14/2009
14. Our Love 9/14/2009
15. My Son 9/14/2009
16. Abortion 9/15/2009
17. What Meth Can Do 9/12/2009
18. Untitled 9/12/2009
19. Friends Forever 9/12/2009
20. Lost 9/12/2009
21. My King 9/12/2009
22. Found 9/12/2009
23. Could You Imagine? 9/12/2009
24. Missionaries 9/12/2009
25. Kimmi 9/12/2009
26. Almost 9/12/2009
27. Sex Me Up 9/12/2009

Comments about Kayla Ruiz

  • Cassandra Nicks (7/10/2010 2:32:00 PM)

    Hey hottstuff. I just got this thing working. heh. So why don't you have all your poems up there? I could have sworn you had more. I have bad news.. I was going through my binder and all of my old work is gone. I had the original first pages of my book in there and ALL my old poems... I'm upset. However I should have some up soon. =)
    BTW, I'm glad you started sharing your poems, now I can read them whenever I want.

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  • Kayla Lembke (9/15/2009 7:23:00 PM)

    if you readers could rate my poems that would be great and ill do the same for yours

Best Poem of Kayla Ruiz

Sex Me Up

i love you so f*cking much
id do anything for your touch
rub my back then scratch my skin
do it deep wear it thin
do it ruff make me soar
through my back against a door
kiss my face rip off my shirt
raise your hand up my skirt
now my body is completely naked
invade my body it aint sacred
go ahead baby shove it in
ready for this nasty sh*t to begin?
i pull your hair than bite your chest
you lick my neck then grab my breast
i love how this is goin
with all the screamin and the moanin
now you cuff me to the bed
its goin to get dirty theirs more ...

Read the full of Sex Me Up

Untitled

as feverish spokes grabs and chokes
lost in translation covered in cloaks
in a castle where i must wait and dwell
shutting all my hopes and dreams in a shell
cant find my soul shallow and empty
wheres the love? Ive heard theirs plenty
you let me walk alone in this storm
in every shape and form
i depend on you alone

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