My name is Mike,
I am 21 years old.
I make a lot of mistakes.. Genuinely.
I mess things up that I can't fix, and my way of dealing with this is through poetry..
I've always written down my feelings, sometimes I try to make them rhyme.. not always possible when you're angry!
I can never find anything to rhyme with 'F****** C*** MOTHER F*****....' you ... more »
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A Carousel Horse
I am a carousel horse
an emerald in each eye.
Two deep breaths and I open the door,
one drink, his hand on my thigh.
I am pushed down to the sheets;
the man's tongue laced with cognac and lust
burns my skin.
I smile as he tells me he loves me,
and the carousel begins.
Sweat drips down his chest,
I cringe and kiss his neck
as we dance.
passion builds and the ride is complete.
He dismounts, kisses my cheek,
and hands me my fare.