Tag: DameUnique

Ghost

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Adieu adieu, Joker.

Queen Unique has gone.

She could bare your interruptions no more, no more.

She knew you watched her daily, and she felt weak with your peaking.

She tried to hide it with small talk of varying degrees of platitudes. But that did nothing to cut off the feelings.

She shared with you a lot.

You made her smile, from her fractured heart.

Only you became greedy, and she became despondent.

Queen Unique has removed you from her world.

She needed stability and affection.

You, Joker, delivered anxiety and depression.

Adieu, adieu, Joker.

Peace

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Peace has finally arrived.

No more will I hear your customised chime.

No longer will I see your name showcased in my notifications.

For too long, I have entertained you, stroking your ego with lies.

Pretending I care just to extend my presence.

Peace has finally been received.

I removed you from my life, thus eradicating you from my purpose.

Crow will ensure you never contact me again.

Unless you wish to lose all your fingernails.

Bootyful

Thirsty?

Bootyful my ass feels on your face.

As I ride your tongue, my juices flow, you love my wonderful taste.

I climax, and I’m beamed outta space.

My thighs squeeze you in closer, you love my embrace.

My thighs hold you in place, you love my embrace.

My thighs keep you in longer, you love my embrace.

I have nothing to say, well, not spoken words anyway.

She Said

From the mind of her

She Said

He whimpered and left like the weak man he’s always been.

He avoided and lied about where he’s been.

He restricted and denied his desires deep within.

He built and constructed another life. Because that’s what he felt was right.

She saw her.

She saw her predecessor.

She saw his thoughts drift away each night.

She saw his mind wander back out of sight.

He would stare over there.

He would shield his desire as care.

He would remember life as a pair.

She said, ‘You better call Unique with the blue hair.’

Obedient

A statement from long ago

Obedient

I told you before, I’ve told you today that the submissive one always has her way.

I’m infrequently reluctant, and I like to snooze.

But my dear sweetie, you’ll always lose.

With other women you choose…

On the floor we roll, up close and out of place.

On the sofa, I bow down to you and drown within your grace.

In your mind, our moments are engrained, forever, you’ll see my face.

Throughout your day you think of us and wonder if what you decided will be true.

At night I keep your heart beating, hard as if it were new.

I can, I will, I have, and I do.

Always have space in my heart to hold you and only you.

A Private Thought – by B.

📸: From the files of B

A Private Thought

Sent: ‘I’m happy for you. Unique, I really am.’

Received: ‘Thank you.’

Sent: ‘You deserve everything you need from the universe!’

*I really miss you.

I need you in my life.

I’m kinda happy for you? Well, I don’t want you to be too happy. Because I want you to turn to me when you’re sad, ask me if you can rant.

I want you to need me forever.

I want you to share everything with me.

I know this is terrible when I know you’ve moved on. But I want you Unique, I’m going to remain in your life.

Even when you push me away, I’ll be right here. I’m not going anywhere, you’re too important for me to lose.

I just felt we were?

I miss you.

Tell me anything you like. I wanna know.

Received: ‘I wholeheartedly trust our universe.’

Sent: ‘You deserve everything in life.’

Received: ‘Thank you.’

**You used to tell me everything. You used to say more!

I want you to tell me everything.

I want you to say more.

I can’t accept the ambiguity!

Sent: ‘You know I’ll always be here for you, whenever you need me.’

Received: ‘I’m happy. Thank you.’

**You’ll never know how much I miss you.

B.

Zone

Dedicated to You

Zone

Remember that area that you were not permitted to use.

But you trespassed anyway.

What are the rules to the unruly?

Words spoken, understood, never followed.

Remember that area you were not permitted to use.

But you asked too many questions.

What are words on paper categorised as law?

You heard everything and obeyed nothing.

Look at yourself.

Welcome, Unique!

Trees

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Trees

The carving was done by an amateur, but his eyes saw none.

He whined and held onto control, but his heart was done.

He spiked, he rooted he soiled within the soil.

He claimed pressure on priorities, they noted the TOIL.

His sides contained small pockets of rot.

Roots peeping near forget-me-nots.

The ants crawled up the squirrels scurried down.

A century of life forgotten as they chop off from the crown.

Through the skies, he falls, in silence from here.

The vibrations felt hard by the heartbeats quite near.

But Mr Jones needs a new couch.

A hundred years mean nothing when we want for ourselves.

Written by Unique Inspired by The Huntsman

Scapegoat

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Scapegoat

Man: ‘She grassed me up, she told the world!’

Woman: ‘What, she really spoke?’

Man: ‘She more than spoke, she told the others.’

Woman: ‘Don’t worry about it, we’ll cut her throat!’

Man: ‘She’s exaggerating about the facts. I mean, yes I did a little bit of this and a smidgen of that.’

Woman: ‘But it was just a joke?’

Man: ‘Yes. I did do all that she said. But fuck that dramatic bitch! She’s pushed me right over the edge.’

Woman: ‘Don’t worry about it, we’ll cut her throat.’

Man: ‘I want to choke the fucking grass and smash her head into her desk.’

Woman: ‘I’ll support you, either way, do what you feel is best.’

Man: ‘When she returns to work, I’ll break her down. I’ll overwhelm her with tasks, I’ll smash her crown. That pretentious witch believes she knows best. Well, I’ll give her what for, I’ll increase her stress.

Little Ms KnowItAll, informing the powers that be, that I mistreated her!

I!

ME!’

Woman: ‘On that final note, don’t worry about it. We’ll cut her throat.’

#Scapegoat

YOU

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‘I’ve moved on.’ – YOU

To This Day:

You want my time.

You want my space.

You want my mind.

You want my comfort.

You need my magic.

You need my energy.

You need my positivity.

You need me. Period.

You peer into my world, with your trojan messages. FAIL.

You send me photos of yourself.

YOU send me photos of yourself.

You send photos of yourself that have no real purpose.

You send me voice notes.

You send me videos.

You want to meet up.

I never asked for any of this. I remember stating, ‘we can’t be friends, we can’t be anything. Let’s leave US right here.’

You want to remain friends.

You want to be here for me.

You want nothing to change between us.

You want us to keep our connection.

I hear crow whisper ‘deception, transgression, manipulation, inequitable reward.’

To This Day – YOU