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Take my hand and follow me Allow me to take you on a ride Be patient with sorrow Listen to my trembling voice She was my love..

Night filled with bad dreams Panic, fear; tear stained pillow Alarm brings relief

Our eyes locked in a trance We dared to share a hypnotic dance Our eyes erupted from our inner desire Our hearts and souls exploded o..

I walk down the congested sidewalk People chatting on cellphones Chatting about work, bills, and bosses Bumping haphazardly into oth..

You hold me up when I am down. You carry me to safe passage. You are the Yin to my Yang. You complete me. I want to lose myse..

How I am feeling right now. Trying to get out of a rut.

My body trembles as I attempt to speak. I don’t want to reveal that it is you I seek. My arousal rises as you touch my cheek. I ..

This is a true story that was sparked by reading the extremely talented barleygirl's My Favorite Ride

The thick, dark clouds started rolling in around noon on Sunday, 12 April 2080. They just never left. Mike Tuttle is trying to teach his ..

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