ECSTACYA Poem by mynameisyouThe blood in my veins was gushing through my body as my buxom statue wobbled through the marathon huffing.
An adreline rush tingled my bosom like no lover or friend could ever hold a match to.
A feeling of rapture and victory swelled me as I began to reach the end my thirst quenched. © 2012 mynameisyou |
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2 Reviews Added on June 9, 2012 Last Updated on June 9, 2012 Tags: blood in my veins, hold a match to, a feeling of, wobbled through AuthormynameisyouBear, DEAboutWell, that is a simple task, yet it is one without a simple answer. I am many things—and I am one thing. But I am not a thing that is just lying around idle, like a big stack of extra cash, or g.. more..Writing
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