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The room is dimly lit,Silence dances around us,I stare at my screen,You at yours.Occasionally silence's dance is broken by your boisterous laugh,And I..
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lexi rose - 11/14/21
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if you plant roses in the spring,when they bloom, they dance in the wind like birds wingsif you plant turnipsin the garden,along with parsley and teas..
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I saw her at the supermarket today,beauty,in her poise and the way she grabbed items off the shelf,so delicately,elegantly.peace swarmed round her,lik..
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for i am a pencil, and you are the artist.
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Childhood years are a cherished memory for all of us. Yet the innocence involved in our childhood lives sometimes affects us in ways that aren't perce..
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WARNING: Some crude language, and demonstrations of domestic violence. Please be advised.
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a blissful escape that happens during a rainstorm
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a distant memory that seems so serene
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~He treats her, as if she is his 5 minute cigarette break~He says he's mad but it's not at her,He promises he needs her, craves her, desires her every..
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