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just a soul cleansing letter I will never send. Pretty sure the divorce papers will make it clear enough
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The result of free-writing in a time of spiritual need
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Stretching beyond my means to compensate
For the flaws in my ‘Master Plan’
Stringing together loopholes and fantasies
Like Christmas ga..
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Not sexual in nature, don't be put off by the title. Just a confession of sorts...
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You call me a dreamer like that's a bad thing...Screw roses, let me be a daisy...or a weed...they're harder to kill.
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I grew up in a small town just across the Escambia Bay. I've been away for merely six years, and in that time, it seems as if everything and somehow,..
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When love fades away, all that's left is...
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It's about self discovery, the possibility of new love, and finally following your dreams...wherever they may lead you. Breaking whatever chains have..
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The subject matter is...well...*sly smile* explicit, but the words are not. Many thanks to you, my friend, for the prompt and the words of encouragem..
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