Juan
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My soul, Her toy...A Story by JuanIn and out, my breath is heavy and my lungs are full of exhaustion as I'm leaned over with my hands on my knees, but I cant see myself or anything f.. |
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Scenario 4A Story by JuanThe lackadaisical feeling in my limbs are exaggerated by the cold morning air.....My mind is restless, My tounge is tired ..I dont know how much lon.. |
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Scenario 3A Story by JuanYou say you love me..I hear your word's..word's that are encouraging yet fading with time..You speak of our love in the now, never attempting at our.. |
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Scenario 2A Story by JuanAfter observing her breath in the 2 degree weather she begins to crave a newport...the femininity in her walk now replaced by a waddle that is exe.. |
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Dissension...A Story by JuanSweet, yet a little too dry for my taste, with that thought in mind he sets the glass down and chases the red wine with cough inducing,eye burning s.. |
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Travelling without moving...A Story by JuanMy lips are so chapped that it probably looks like I've been eating chalk..my mouth is dry and it feels like a thin layer of skin is being peeled off .. |
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Repercussions...A Story by JuanShe seeks forgiveness not faith this redhanded angel..Sentenced with the complexities of assimilating into mortal society,The world embraces her fau.. |
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Scenario...A Story by JuanVisual reminders of how delicate our physical form can be,when sliced with a blade of grass or jabbed with a piece of glass..These flesh wounds merg.. |
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Together Forever Part Deux..A Story by JuanWhat a twisted little girl...I should have shoved her down the steps but she might have enjoyed that. Looking over his new purchase he walks into his .. |
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