Decisions Love Deceptions


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We are living in a world where we cannot make up your mind. What is really going on in our society too many technicalities? Are we capable of being loved the way we want too? Or did this became the war of the bare poses never the right roses? Are they being sent to your red devil door? Does your fragrance start to change but its called Red Door. Do we know the person who truly loves us for who we are? How the words seem to haunt us no one really cares...We became robots they are thinking there the mighty guards. Our eyes wide shut like the movie Nicole with her Kid-man machines video gamed firearm. Your feeling exhausted not waking up to the person who was once jumping all around you. Did he find another playmate? You wanting it to feel the way it was before how you felt so loved. So much deception not the right signals of an invitation.

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Eyes shut Invitation Open eye decision

How your eyes played the game eyes wide road but shut. You couldn't stay put. You were feeling over the deep end but God bunked into you that when your eyes got bigger and he ended up 6 feet under. Do you ever wonder what our lives get planned for us. Or contemplating everything is highly overrated who  really cares we need to keep our eyes open to beware what will happen next.He loved her poems but how real they felt to him.That scared him. She had the most intense eyes so Gothic spell dark.

How can I be so stupid at the wrong

"Reception"  wearing my black velvet bustier

How could I have made a wrong turn ✴

​My black choker was so tightly fit

Like he was up against me telling me you better sit. 

Like the Rolling Stones they keep rolling.

I need to make a a decision like hunky talk women

I was spinning like a record hit bad omen 13

 I said no not yet how it turned into

Record hit me eyes shut tight abortion

What deception like detention

What Choices »•´º´••]• 
 Do we accept or reject 
 Change the subject 
 The prices we paid 
 If he only stayed 
 I kneeled on my knees 
 I prayed so much how

I over-tried 
 I accept what else 
 could I have said? 
 Spraying your hair 
 I didn't realize 
 The wrong can and size 

 Oh! Gee raid!!! 
 Startled so afraid.»•´º´••]• 
 Cried for hours

I even woke up in the wrong bed 
 Running frantically He's 
 The "Traveler Titanic" 
Another diversion lover 
 What redirection undercover

He wasn;t my real lover? 
 Your bad choices 𝒱𝒾𝓈𝒾💮𝓃𝓈 
 All your divorces ruins 
 Amourous Atlantic 
 More decisions yes or no 
 Tears your heart he's rushing 
 Your embarrassed deep red 
 He screams let's go 
 Your undecisive yes or no? 
 So decisive let's go 
Choices more Roses 
Broken heart divorces 
Your loses those bad choices 
Popping vitamins in doses He
Made-up Aphrodisiac

 The love 4 oysters & roses flirt
Then the breakup emails got dirt 
I was marked the chosen.

Decisions he's risen
I accept what else could be said 
All these problems for what 
We won't remember will be dead

 pɐǝp  another leap year.

My eyes shut with the forceful invitation of fear.


​This poem was send anonymous at times she felt like  a Vixen but used up like a vampire everything changed red. So many of her invitations too many parties to go to but what do you know engraved in red. Like she was being sucked up absorbed by one bad prophet. She was clinging onto this ritual evil book was tearing her apart.

How two faces break completely

This is how it started but it felt more like the messenger telling her it's the end.


"The first Face is always the deep-beast" what a love deception  like I was his reincarnation. But what happen next?

She turned her head to see this drop dead sexy man using the scanner machine he was even built like a sex machine whenever she saw his face blood line came out in his family. The word F was all over the place in her surroundings and she thought it was standing so proud and tall she needed to get back to her firm all she sees is the fuck word but it turned out to be another change rock hit her face she had to sit down to contain herself she saw the word and it crept inside her blood it said you fit the face perfectly. She arched her brow she was shocked. The word came close to her Face game of scanning scripted copy faces way out of existence (are we ready) friends what bloody ties of a family. Musically you fade drifting through your head twisted seeing her twin set. Looking into the pool he was pushing my French waves of blood water he took the music away. He was a creep so demanding and he was competitively smart. I had to be strong to face it speed racing Lexus car backed up into my ass he got me crazy.

      This was the faces of the chronicle one finger over her eyes one chosen face hit the news people can sleep through a comma to see what they did. He had no heart why does this expression hold in the eye of the beholder these were security programs faces of warfare.One place they made it putting her long lashes like a massacre X-rated can we top this face the second one was called Top of the hit list are we up against time of the faces.Don't fall asleep being snatched who beholds our mind Cooking like the chef he is making different dishes creatively with faces this was my dead meat how it started. In the beginning, I was peacefully and completely mesmerized by his cooking one bite like you got such a chill eating your wicked popsicle. Things were forged and what risks of the face trade tormented you went through the recollection of photos but they didn't have the faces you remember.Blood goes deeper than 3D bloody water. End of the line vampire she could feel him he could smell her. I can even admit he brought on a bloodbath to our home, taste two faces of a tone. Feeling the same vibe you the target of completely what a horror show disapproval so unique clientele of a  tribe. Computer game she seemed eyes that look like glass. Bloody chip knocking on wood, what’s in every woman’s coded text or wife’s ending up with your husband all the reasons you got married what’s next? He slipped into the room where they were celebrating.I wanted so much to feel something but I couldn’t. I am not that boy anymore.

     Two faces of a chain letter destroyed by links. Makes you wonder Internet nuclear weapons no rabbit-like lovemaking-anti-Christ devil-taking.

Exploring worlds and living through different personalities. Stained glass mirror night –sky of different faces. Through our mirrors, spine-chilling trip shattered in your face careful what you wish for. Holiday travels eyes of promise two features new moon of a movie. September called the spider web of a moon 3D death faces so claustrophobic.

 Rumors spread worldwide through your toxic lips. This is my third book we love saying everything comes in threes. Good things black diamond underworld rings or killer eyes turn your death pages like mad magazine bloody fingers setting your own death stages.

Comes in three’s Red-fiery-heads bloody Brunettes Gentleman what so they prefer the dark side of Blondes serial singers and corvettes. 3D eyes holding that whiskey-shot never lose your bloody spot?


What a ferocious world this takes us to a place unknown existence two faces of a mistress bloody shamefulness. Bullets of regrets, espionage plots

      Bodies waves of revulsion sweeping your body in another world you wake up like a flamingo blind-folded. Your eyes wanting to escape, but you’re held in someone else’s web. You’re begging you scream Mercy –mercy why I “is someone out there” ‘Help me’ they are going to scalp me…. This is real I am being stalked not a fun game full moon danger zone. They picked me the Chosen-one bloody- wicked transformation. Two loves sacrificial to find the answers. He’s from the other side dark stained glass shattering window.  That 3-D Showing deeply wounded number tattoo his world of espionage. They had all codes to detect when things went wrong how the other world got powerless they thrived on human’s blood-brother of flesh. No time to be in human state international over the limit stocks and bonds every new moon of a rate world of five senses.  Are we all made of the same stuff? She knew the answers new dark-age, not exactly her curtain call.

That Fatal Femme they called her shooting because she always knew the right moves what a force how they entered in her 3-d screen. They felt magnetically attached.

Betrayal love mapped into his webs of desire. Fatal-Femme-shooting she had a different identity. Star moment of spiritual growth film rolling. She was the hit-woman three wrong shots like a fallen Raven revolution.

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                                     Eyes Shut Invitation  Chapter 1

  A few strands of her hair messed up falling, she felt someone waiting out there. She was the victim haunting music pulsing at her throat she got popped. It was a hot humid smoked up day. Looking out her window it needed a change of artwork. She saw his face coming at her threatened by him coming out of the mirror face to face. Rock danger of ricochet she needed to slip a note to the detective no one believed her story. The police officer thought she was so paranoid and he told her husband there was this woman that called the Police force so many times crying Wolf!! She got her bloody artist hands trying to keep steady Feeling ready to pop another pill.Or revealing more secrets like she was the straight jacket woman don't Joan me of triple-sex planet.  They took her away half painted wall of her multiple personalities. …. She needed to get out of the dark and come into the white light Miss Crawford. But this is the world of Vampires. She ended up in a Dark-shadow web. This woman Angelic trying to be the Goddess but her evil pick of friends were Witches of a harem, getting the sick patients like they were experiments making them into world of vampires sucking blood mental house. She knew too well through her body what was going on in this world love web of a tangle you felt like the woman through master bed chamber being brutalized by King of the reign Xavier.

     Web of pain Fatal-Femme you got brainwashed into hidden reservoirs lost desire no breast to breast stroking. He’s from the underworld she felt and was talking with rage please help me Please God I know you will help me and my family. Smells bad taste of skunk, Cooked up in his smoking. Her husband didn’t believe a word of what she was feeling. As if she was on this other planet far from reality no one understanding how much danger she got herself into, she couldn’t open up to her friends they would thing she was far-fetched mind so exaggerating. she got in a bloody puddle slipping up eating up his body-hot bun of a burger.

 She-devil Cat woman and he was crazy cab driver running over her body. Feeling burglarized flaming eyes went higher than she could suck his eyeball out!!  Anxiously and finicky nervous eye on him two spies looking like traveler’s but when you come down from reality when things hit you stronger than his savage sound of voice rhythm. She felt he was Peter took a falling Paul and she was Mary maniac.

She could hear tones over and over kill me instead kill me instead she felt she cold of had her head bashed what was this all bout Mistress in black wed.

This all phobia of a planet…. For instance Papa papa phobia he always ran the water all over floods of a house he couldn’t shut it off. Grandma was on the internet like Interpol FBI fire away click closer to your death chemical warfare is called hemophiliac its not your beauty world with Italian Sophia. She had her last words spoken to a friend Lauren. Fem-me-Fatal had a sister twin called-Fem me-Gem she was that deadly sparkle but smart and manipulative as they come. Her son Charlie was also in the game the world of deceit they got to him he had so many personalities you didn’t know one from the other. At times he couldn’t see through his real mother.

Crystallaphobia they were all hooked but Evil scheme embraced. Game of Blood bath dead layering bodies.Hands cuffed dominatrix game puzzling twisted man and sisters family of Vampires wanting their blood you get more into the game no holy water to spread all toxic flames you wake screaming saying have mercy. Money world laundered called chrometophobia master-mind American Express cards all destroyed to bring new identity of cards they had their own world of cards called Black Death diamonds they were a cult of maniacs those cards more blood the stronger. Mistress by accident homophobia after sucking blood they leave dead weight diamonds over there body. Investigation was going on  The world on Earth had no idea about these people from 19 steps underneath hidden money private jets the people that didn’t obey second time around got canned like rejects. You took a wild ride prehistorically New York Times story feeling like a beastlike you uncorked your own grave bottle of bloody gets really dark wine.

Remembering the rock he bought her Round as a planet but lost in her eyes of sparks…….  Mirror two faces world of three-dimensional adventures… She had a taste of the other world but trying to fit into her world.

Mirror spiritual scary existence phobias hit like a nymphomaniac dark exotic vamps’ Xenia  had a side different eyes click tongue strong and bold with disapproval. Long deadly red nails Computer sabotage ruining a world obscure-nature. But getting Earthy families emptiness so lonely hearts and clubs… This was not your average community concert full house of Vampires Park. Creepy not your papa phobia  of the pope. Perhaps you could have used a Monk prayer.

And Black-Death-Diamonds world way below and the over the bloody mate limits above….Everything had a price people were under the bad influence designer clothes got burned. Everyone Rock-occult style, Bloody-Mates above wasn’t exactly Heaven they had a mansion different age of aquarium Cockatoo dwarf they did everything together the electric Blue guitar man got hung and hooked. One was a convict meeting his fire woman of a fish-mouth but the man in charge was Vampire bloody dressed in a thirsty tie. Ladies of the house it was almost scenes from a trailer HD movie. They were mysterious swimming red candy stripers they weren’t your earth eaters, those angel fish became red-devil but they called them Blood-suckers limits above. Rules within Bloody -mates but it got brighter Sunshine Peacocks came out but the hell curser crabs got to them.

Unsettling Creatures’ in a dying town faces but feeling claustrophobia. Space-energy people felt confined hit the Variety page. Wondering who’s next another slaying. Good world had two face phobias needing love prayers But Femme-fatale keeping journal. As she was writing blue sky of a pen turned darker she noticed it leaking red dots came out like she was being warned beware than she noticed the sky outside turned darker like a tornado coming at her. Good earth world   air turned toxic. The underground black- death- diamonds made everyone’s world tragic. You felt split second looking at yourself not as one living in three different worlds.

Devil-hot no Victorian dreamers true pledge vampires sucking blood stealing erasing your mind and soul not real world of forgivers. She was scared her twin sister Femme-Fatale-shooter more powers they did stick together but it was such a dangerous world of deceit they couldn’t watch over one another. They were in there backyard she loved to put lots of flowers in her bedding Daisy everything bright to lift this world up her Mom she remembered how much she loved daisies, and she added sunflowers. Her sister went inside hearing the faint bird sounds sipping her coffee. Marinating Love thorns pins of a cactus. She got spell-bound finger hint of blood stemming her heart.   Safe-serenity felt free opening window. Her sister replied “Come outside Femme” its bright and beautiful today, I cannot think of going anywhere else. But knowing what followed bad thing’s always being watched.

What’s in our Black-hole bad seeds of Stalkers and bloody bath serial killers? Not knowing where to run body sensor inside you walk terror story talk. Underground explosion minds killer motives.  Timeless world triggering emotions inside of us Cryptic matter, all number codes nothing was running the way things should.

      Medical records were missing secrets- no princess’s diary. They were feeding on danger like an odyssey of occults. Felt-changed videos games two faces of demons the hospital packed with children with viruses. Moms shaking tremors seeing two faces the staff needed to figure out the scène Doctor Spruce-Willis you’re the victim their watching you feeling like you’re in a lab dissect  director movie crew like junkies inject.   Something was inside of their bodies so toxic controlling. -Kind paradox of parasites marine worms of predators’ families getting sick having Malaria forming inside cocoon fifteen hell-hole days. Kids scratching they got Lyme disease big rash. Prayers of Rituals learning the science mind controlling the body going deeper in our fears. Seeing double fine sketch tracing your body things get misty. Play misty for me digging grave of despair.  Movie -set. Brightness friend Alexander got a part in a movie role also this man named Jack meeting someone else playing a double part bulls-eye Miranda

  Two man what mates rare bloody Barbie on their best behavior best kept vampire part for Ken. Come at you Vampire that was challenging they needed to find someone Dark-edgy-Master-bloody type. Eventually they found the right person his name was Blade-Finsick

No more fishing around him great blood-line of credentials. Two faces cheat circular world of faces.

They were getting more people for the movie role good lord of lunatic and Eric Canterbury his dead Uncles estate like vampire of a battlefield Miss Charlottes cruel feeding web too many bodies showing up named Deb. The director his lids dropped the woman that walked in she was late but boy did she bounce her curves and what lines of a crack going all the way down every man

Turned heads blood sucker they came back. Her name was Miss Kelly she had the blood-line of a fortune creature of extremes she was hired.

Director started to roll Camera-Action-Roll but this wasn’t your ordinary day of filming. So it was changed to Camera-wide mouth-bite and roll. This world may forget what you said, but they never

forget the way you twist your words around. The director Damon says let’s start taking bigger bites. He really should have been called Demon…

First one up story starts out Miranda-- She’s wearing her designer jeans worn out shabby. She needed to scribble out the words she felt like a mute. It was scary she kept seeing forms  of bodies in double coming toward her pushing them away.

Next scène his name is Eric Canterbury—He was trying to communicate with her it felt like communicating to the dead. He yelled out (are you alright) she didn’t answer but he saw in her face she was shaky she was trying to get her words out.

Blade-Finsick- He said: to Eric what’s the problem with her is she alright? If I can help in anyway, let me know I’m not going anywhere but Eric didn’t know who the other guy was. He replied yes thanks

The woman felt all blemished hiding all the fault like she was the resident of a cell. On the web crawling all around her looking up at the wall feeling claustrophobia but she couldn’t scream. As if

She was taking over by Worms crawling over her it was a horrifying night mare. Her words got diminished the world heartless glimpse, of sun it faded into thin air. She felt smothered everyone was coming not human coming towards her. She needed her luminous glow she was the book worm Lady she loved to read. But everything in the book turned real to her. It turned dark the person outside the room said I see its getting dark in there what happen he replied did the lights go out from the storm. She didn’t want anyone to touch her she stayed put wanting to scream but couldn’t.

Charlotte was next she said Hi what’s your name miss let me come inside to help she waved her on you can hear her words without a sound Charlotte knew to leave her alone she had so many friends on the web she like one in particular Damon was her tangled up match

Bodacious   Miss Kelly was up next—she had that killer walk. She needed to get out for some air it was a foggy night people were nervous. Full of twitches she said to one woman what’s going on. Do you not know there’s a epidemic people are getting sick faces are double-deformed looking it’s spreading a world of phobias going around and killing people Bright world took a fatal dying. It was scary her lines matched perfectly with the world they are living in.  Evidence was all over the place sloppy work as almost like they wanted all of us to know what was going on.

Blade said what’s this world coming too floods all over the homes he replied it’s quite strange don’t you think bad- blood of dreams. Google it anywhere blood –bank whose next what type are you?? Like  a picture showroom coming at you I am O OR B-negative or are we all in a world living positive, Blade was attracted to Miss Kelly who knew how to charm anyone that had signs of danger. She definitely speaks out sticks to her guns out. She wanted so much to have affair she needed space. But she felt she was always attracted to the wrong man. Blade came over to her would you like to join me for a cup of coffee. She replied why yes I loved too. So they found this really edgy Rock and take a bite Diner. They walked in everyone was quiet like someone told them not to talk they got seated in the back more private cushion black diamonds trimmed on the chair she could see a guy sitting in the back his eyes were shut like he was in prayer.Her eyes were way open all she did was stare at him she couldn't make a important decision that was lingering from another man she met.What a decision she needed to make but that decision could cost her a hardship of a life.


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