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Mmm mmm mmm... bare feet on the old floors meant for dancing

wooden boards with splinters (shake it off, honey, shake it off)

these bruises ain’t nothing you haven’t seen before

summer nights ( the setting sun too good for you?) hitting me hard

bourbon and sweat soaking the skin

and the devil’s voice around my shoulders

put them on my waist, slide them, fingers sink in deep

sing it into my ear, whisper, flame it

just set it on fire

come one, baby, you know you wanna burn

sway with me, hear the music

taste my sour tongue in yours

throat tired from feeling this song

this night is the flavor of madness, always madness

wet skin, fevered mind

never too loud, vibrating with this plea

the rocks will roll off me

my bones will break

I’m going down anyway... join me, why don’t you?

(enough room here for both to burn)

Mmm mmm mmm... bare feet on the old floors meant for dancing

wooden boards with splinters (shake it off, honey, shake it off)

these bruises ain’t nothing you haven’t seen before

* I’ve busted bones, broken stones, looked the devil in the eye

I hope he’s going to break these chains, oh yeah

The devil’s going to make me a free man

The devil’s going to set me free

The devil’s going to make me a free man

The devil’s going to set me free

(Yeah, set me free)

* https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NOletMMI0B4&feature=youtu.be&fbclid=IwAR21nrqlDksM9w_T9NTHmg29QD922hKskKT3VqHpuNyk7NlH03rEkq9RKv4

KALEO “Broken Bones”

for the person that showed me this song... I thank very deeply

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the way the sheets slipped when you stood, white cotton mingled from no sleep but all the love, creased, wrinkled, satisfied tiredness

I knew it was time to speak, to say just stay

but I did none, let you go, just a sigh for me and me alone

frantic, illogical, my mind screamed at me, make him stay, hold him, touch him, make him sink in deep

but you’re already there, aren’t you? as deep as you can go

watch him as he puts on his jeans, black shirt, multilayered skin smelled so good on top of you, and now the buttons, too many buttons that felt so good to undo

watch him, as he looks for his keys, wallet, money all there

those muscles are strained, back tenses, stands there for a fracture of a second

wondering ? doubtfull ? you know you need him, more than you confess

but you don’t need no one, you’re a strong, independent woman. Who needs men, anyway?

why do you lie to yourself ? what’s the point if the bed went cold if you can’t roll over and stop on him? no warmth in this life

more than you could swallow, darling, just let him leave, it’s for the best, for the best

lie to yourself, it’s the only way to survive, do you want to end up like your mother?

why does he hesitate?

stretch out, shift, lift your hand, fingers sink in deep, grab his wrist

all in your mind? make the action real

you make the skin touch, yours against his, his against yours

louder, make him stay louder... grab it tighter, don’t you dare let go, tie him at this

moment, please, just this once, feel how it is to be alive

he turns around, doubtful, glaring at the closed door, he looks at you, his eyes stay

rhythm in motion, love, just give into it

what is it? the question lays there, clinging to the leftover air

five more minutes, just for me, just one more time

rhythm in motion, love, just give into it

look, too many buttons that felt so good to undo, now they’re yours again

strip it all, strip your soul

too him, just to him, later you will forget like you always do, isn’t it exhausting not to have a heart? oh, it’s there, it’s just beating slower so I don’t get swallowed up

you would think that a heart can break only once, what nonsense

it breaks every fuc[ing time

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Just call me angel of the morning, (angel)

Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby

Just call me angel of the morning, (angel)

Then slowly turn away from me

Maybe the sun’s light will be dim

And it won’t matter anyhow

If morning’s echo says we’ve sinned

It was what I wanted now

And if we’re victims of the night

I won’t be blinded by the light

https://youtu.be/zNXO1InsPzU

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These sounds, so tasty... in the corner of my messed up soul

hilarious, if it wasn’t so true

sorry, currently ( and let’s face it ) it’s screwed up

sing it, it might even be heard

why in the hell would someone listen anyway ?

ain’t nothing good to hear

honey, I ain’t yours

no black molasses to fill your insides

leave the toxins to me

I know them by heart, bitter love

just bitter

When is it my turn to kill your bitter wagon?

look at me, stare loudly

bite the salty cookie

Excuse me? Did you just stumble against my skin?

Was my body to jumpy for your raging fire?

even volcanos burst without warning

Anything to add?

just know there is nothing here but blaze

Too angry to breathe

you killed, love

don’t blink , your storm in me will never breathe

as if anyone ever needed to breathe

too foolish for common sense

excuse me, common what?

f**k

you find these songs by accident, and then it’s just... bad mood turns into devastation and a million breaking points, and after all that there is left to do, is picking up the dust from the floor

emotions they overtake me so often, I expect them

yet I am never ready for them, the impact is too strong

not every song speaks to everyone, not a surprise

but it doesn’t matter as long as it moves just you

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wxLUj1Mrars

don’t ask me why I cry, just let me deal with the pain first

then try and ask me again, I might answer

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you got a rhythm in those beautiful veins

filled not with blood, but with string melody

fingers spread over a body in need of music

unsatisfied

so just play me

don't make a sound, fingers dance, stretch those arms, move those hands, glide through the surface, breathe in the air

not symbolic, not a sign, just some love, don't name it, don't call it, silence in the matter, songs under the heart_ no sound, no voice, no me, no you

fingers dance in the air, move your body until your soul cracks, eyes closed, glide in the open room, doors wide open but no one to walk in_ floorboards don't creak, birds don't sing, gentle flutters of a burning heart

it's just a muscle, don't make a sound, back bends to the side, arm lifts, fingertips searching for a tune, move them fast, they're creating the world_ palms shift, elbow to the right, knee to the left, sing out without a sound

hold the whipers, forget your breath, dance in circles, reach the sky, move the ceiling to reach your needs_ walls fall, universe ceases to exists

keep on playing, rocking to nothing, baby your dislocated, with craks in the bones, spirit sticks but the body flows

so move your fingers, palms up, limps bending, hush...

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need you , need you close

on my skin, on my lips

grazed by these teeth

simple actions, giving warmth

that scent heating me from within

inhale and experience

breathe in

breathe out

slow, electrifying , on purpose

gravitating, deep, close

you , the symphony moves on

tender and harsh , loud and low

molecules that bind

bite into you, sharp edges, sharp points

like knives that know where to cut

only good damage

softness under the metal

gentle strokes sweeping you under

off your feet, to my ground

the floor is good

floorboards creak beneath us

all is good, both soft and harsh

nails digging in soft flesh, on tender love

inhale deeply, the scent teases

glide against it

fall in deep

can’t break free, don’t want to

skin against skin creates friction

heavy resistance

thick moans

just because heated skin can take me anywhere

grab onto your senses

insanity never tasted so good

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jYluMAO1b7Y&list=PLLrgL0AZiXagwWGKglrVL7eURs7gf1aTt

Lo-Fang 'You're The One That I Want'

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life always seems better with a little music_ it adds flavor, like a set of spices

surging through your veins

turning repeated heartbeats . into a full rhapsody of sounds

“It’s not on the one, it’s not the mambo, it’s a feeling a heartbeat”

an ear close to your chest

then I hear it,

then I feel it,

it’s not on the one

it’s not a matter of counting to ten,

it’s that intense

one, two, three,

one, two, three,

then I know,

then I see it,

that it’s nothing logical

nothing that I can explain

it’s just you and me

close

swaying our bodies

to the same heartbeat

skin against skin

one, two, three

one, two, three

energy flowing

live electricity running

stinging

burning fire

one, two, three

one, two, three

it’s just this energy, baby

that some describe as love

one, two, three...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pSQIpX8kJUo

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in the darkest of your nights

when blackness swallowed you whole

in whispers, you screamed . so no one would know

( numb touch, fragile cells . be aware child, there is broken glass on the floor )

I would save you each time

never looking back

placed in this moment with you

by your side

waves and storms under mangled fibers

( it’s alright, they’re beautiful )

and if you ( listen ) don’t mind my shattered pieces

then darling, I will always take care of yours

always, even from afar

distance does not bind me . but brings me closer

outstretching my hand and feeling the threads

feeling you near

you used to ask me why...

and I hope now you see

feel

breathe

touch your heartbeats with care

I came because you needed me

( hear it )

and now I need you just the same

my lungs burn when in your presence

red hot coals lying on the surface of snow

open chest notions, remember?

I don’t feel the pain

just stars with sharp edges that mean me no harm

( my gaze follows you ) you walk on those shattered pieces

I inhale them

( don’t be scared, it’s a beautiful notion . just like you )

who knew broken pieces were meant to mend, not cause destruction on those who dared to come closer

I knocked on your door... slowly, splinters coloring my tones

you breathed in the silence, walls of concrete covered your bones

you should have not bothered . these battles are mine... why are you here, when no one asked you to stay?

( your voices moved without a sound )

but the words that came to me ( so loud ) were different

( I heard ) so tired... but maybe you could stay?

maybe I need this... fog fills my eyes

tenderness from within stroke me

under your layers, you feel like home

deeply rooted connections under crying skies

the havens open wider with a time that I can’t grasp

( breath it out, make it soft )

and I’m writing my letter to you

with a scribbled down soul . that feels more than she can name

ink on my hands , imprinted on my skin

( whisper it in yourself )

mgławica miliona gwiazd

I am the space dust that glides within your cells

gently strumming your core, sinking in your bones

hard matter, attentive energy

I’m here

still tasting your soul

( learning my home )

growing for you and me

slowly, without rush

with fireworks just on the edge of the spectrum

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uXEszmJjzQU