You readers, yes you

You you
Yes i need you
Desperately
Desperately need your discretion
Your fucking attention
I came for this
I'll fight for this
Why are we so passive?
I mean I'm one of you
Don't forget that
This is our love?
Don't forget that
Our pride
I'll regret that
This though is our drink
Our liquor
And our brink
Of breaking off the rest
Addiction at its peak
So come here,
My friends
Make this our home
Don't just post of sun and rain
But of your demons
Your fucking clones
That run around in your skin
Mischiefs yet to begin
Let me hear of all this hurt
Let us bear it as a solid front



Poetry by Elliot
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Written on 2017-08-27 at 08:38

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All of it is here, Elliot. Read on and read back and you will find demons and addictions, fears and joys. Loads of passion, and friendship.
It's all here.
Ashe
2017-08-29


shells
Fire in your belly, standing up and being counted. I'll have to see what I can do!
2017-08-28


Kathy Lockhart
Passion! Yes, it is there!
2017-08-27