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Words become muted at the sight of any place that becomes a viewed cage. Providing shelter at night when I long to embrace cool winds and glimme..
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a joint piece between prosaic space cowboy and myself
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Do you think if I had a lover things would be different that I would be different. I can’t remember much about the times before this, I don'..
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i fell in love i thought it only proper to inform you of my hearts desire. silted eyes, thin pressed lips, flowing black hair, the gentleness i miss..
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A morning letter to my love,
I woke up this morning but I did not see your face. I went to sleep last night without your lingering taste. I did..
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I never say the words quite right
My tongue become tied in honesty
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They sang and turned in that circle, all black and white swirls of fabric, smiles on their faces, yellow buds overflowing each breast pocket and ap..
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Nightmare reality thief – forfeiting peaceful sleep – to snow covered nights – shivering feet – nightmare induced reali..
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Random ponderings of a fan-girl - I am Otaku, I am ok with that - But now I’m wondering - Does that make me bad? - Loving to see the Ouran..
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Words hit different this time
Some understanding, version of acceptance was obtained
Past is forgiven, regret will linger
No hatred, feelings..
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