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The woods always hold secrets.The leaves whisper them,and the wind carries them away.The woods always have darkness.The sun illuminates them,and the s..
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I fell in love with a stranger today.The sun was setting on the coarse, choppy, water.Wind blowing wisps of the white caps, and littering the brackish..
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Dusty and dark. Clinking, shuffling of feet, a few mumbles and moans here and there. The entire lot reeked of booze and crack smoke. It was the local ..
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I've removed myself from the picture.But here I am.Watching, as time passes.The Observer.
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It's so very odd to watch the passage of time.Memories I remember like they happened yesterday,yet, so far out of grasp.I can see things happening in ..
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Suffering.I never thought love would be associated with that state of being.Is it supposed to be?You're my muse, my inspiration.At what cost?My happin..
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Fools don't know any better.That's why they're so happy in love.
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My black dog; mean muggin', and thuggin'.He's got that strut, that stare.Watch out!Beware!My black dog; big brown baby eyes.He's got those jowls, he d..
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Craving the touch of another person.Leaning.Pressing.Pushing.Into me.Skin to skin, bound by sweat and tears.The pounding of blood, rhythms dancing.The..
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Hands exposed, cold and bare,ready the mug.Head tired, hazey and heavy,ready the mind.Pot with lid, sitting on the stove,filled to the water mark."TCK..
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