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- Love and Lust -

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wickidgirl911

Published: Jan 26, 2004

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feel ..
a connection between two tainted souls
a lust stronger than love
yet weaker than any compassion

soft ..
fingertips tracing lines upon flesh
so gentle
so fierce
yet eternally empty
as nails dig in so deep

silent ..
whispers flowing from lying lips
of that which may never be
two hearts
a love
entwined
forever
in this fabricated reality

taste ..
this poison upon a tongue, so innocent
a vicious sensuality
desire now controls every movement, every feeling
every pointless affectionate touch

look ..
into eyes so emotionless
towards a soul, so empty
two hearts yearning for eternal love
yet finding only lust in return

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love .. and lust .. these two can be so easily confused ..

but.. lust is just so much easier than having to deal with love sometimes .. so .. we let ourselves believe that lust is love .. or maybe .. we simply settle for lust, instead of love .. because .. love can just be so much more painful ..

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ashendirge

Dec 25, 2010

Easy to mistake one for the other, but also so very easy to get lost in....just like in your writing.

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