Untitled #31. 

Bitten by Brutality

Driven by Desire 

Fuelled by Fear

Hunted by Hunger 

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Swallowed by Selfishness 

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Whiskey in A Teacup. 

Gentle to the touch 

Pure white and shaped to perfection 

The epitome of femininity 

Able to contain and able to empty 

Burn down the throat

Orange brown and made to kill 

Supposedly masculine and strong 

Drunkenness is heaven, reality is sin 

Endless Conversation. 

He: 

How much do you love me? 

She: 

How am I to measure the depth of the endless ocean with numbers and mere emotion? 

She: 

Can you show me more of your love? 

He: 

How is that possible when every little thing I do is done out of feeling so much for you? 

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He: 

Do you love me? 

She: 

How can we ever be sure of anything in this game of chance and time?