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A Million Bees

*To be interpreted as a song.

It happened all so quickly.

Chest to chest,

and our eyes on fire.

We lock in and

stare awhile.

My instinct is to breathe

inside you,

and set us ablaze.

Hand in hand,

I’m lost now.

I’ve forgotten how 

to exist.

The passion has swarmed 

me like a million bees,

and with each sting,

I’m set free.

We’re burning and we’re free.

How blissful of a state to be.

We’re burning and we’re free.

How blissful of a state to be.

It slowed down so quickly.

Time stood still,

and our grip grew tighter.

We lock in and

kiss awhile.

My instinct is to be

inside you,

and set us ablaze.

Lips to lips,

I’m lost now.

I’ve forgotten how 

to exist.

The passion has swarmed 

me like a million bees,

and with each sting,

I’m set free.

We’re buzzing and we’re free.

How blissful of a state to be.

We’re buzzing and we’re free.

How blissful of a state to be.

Heart to heart,

I’m lost now.

I’ve forgotten how 

to exist.

The passion has swarmed 

me like a million bees,

and with each sting,

I’m set free.

We’re burning and we’re free.

How blissful of a state to be.

We’re buzzing and we’re free.

How blissful of a state to be.

White Light

Haven’t written a song for all of you in quite some time. Lately, I’ve been addicted to the spoken word style type of poetry.

Enjoy my latest *explicit* creation: White Light.

WHITE LIGHT 

V1: 

What a fucking massacre.

Watching blood drip off of her.

I know she’s in pain,

and I’m the one to blame.

V2: 

What a fucking massacre.

Her heart is torn in two.

I know there’s not much time,

until I watch her turn blue.

Chorus: 

What a fucking disaster.

This wasn’t supposed to happen.

Is sorry even enough?

I know her battle was tough.

But, I stayed silent,

‘cause I liked it.

Now, there’s no turning back.

I killed for the last laugh.

Bridge: 

Do I sound cruel to you?

She cut me too.

Mutual destruction;

we put on quite the production.

Two people who just wanted out…

But, I grew impatient,

and look what’s happened now. 

*Chorus* 

V3: 

What a fucking massacre.

A big bloody mess.

Hear both sides, then tell me

if it was an accident.

*Chorus*

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