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The stage is set,
the script is known by all.
The audience is hushed,
the cast is waiting
with bated breath for the
two lovers to take their live..
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At first you're nice.
At first I love you.
You touch my cheek.
I hold my breath.
My heart contracts.
You promise you wont hurt me.
I promise..
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The pain I know
would kill you.
The pain I know
is real.
A dad whose never
there.
A mother who
never cares.
And the one
that cuts?
That's..
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You'll never believe the
nightmares
or
all the pain you've caused.
You took my laugh,
my heart and
my soul.
The nightmares come,
wether I..
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This is actually nonfiction erotica. I really did dream this.
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I waited. I was kneeling by the front door, naked, head down, legs spread slightly, hand clasped behind my back. My body ached. I had been kneeling f..
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Love can be a many splendid thing, or it can be a painful memory of the past. I fight constantly to not let the memories flood my soul. Sometimes, not..
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I cried not because he singled that website out to block, but because of what blocking that particular websiterepresented. Censorship. Censorship of t..
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He wasn't perfect, my Timothy. He didn't have long hair or the piercings that I so love on a guy. And, no, he obviously isn't an emo god. But I love h..
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Fairytale
Current mood: artistic
Category: Writing and Poetry
Why is it that the one person you really want with all your heart you can't have..
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