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In dreams the stories write themselves They play out like a movie Each character, their honest actions Each soul, their true to self words It ..

Recall your first love Those butterflies in your belly That blush you couldn't get rid of The incessant need to touch To have the feel of firs..

you call this love real you call this love faithful but I’m the sinner of lovers lust you feel my heat you fell to my knees this sin..

Never loved in a method so true Rain drops, purple skies, harsh wind cress True lover in Mother, sister, brother, father, Beginning in end T..

Ashes burned on my wrist The incense fell again Left behind red mars Tender to the touch The lick The kiss Of wind promised freedom Leading..

The moment he f***s up The second he says the wrong thing That damn last text message he sends That won't say the right words We'll be the one..

The midnight hour comes soon As my feet dance across Cemetery rows of dead Unknown faces to these eyes Names carved in ivory and granite Proc..

Summer Rain Storms Pieces of Hail The Scent of Ozone Covering the cigarette stains Turning the world Into a dangerous play ground Threatenin..

The wordless whisper Spring wind kiss Intangible love is starless nights Rain cloud cress The world a witch’s playground Of daylight ni..

There is no meaning to these words I typed Except that they meet a number Set by days of sloth filled actions Moving to pictures and stories ..