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Sitting on the doorstep.Waiting for that moment, that person,that thought.The concrete grows colder,and my clothes are wearing thin.The sun is going d..
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I just want things better.
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blahhhhhh
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As I walked in the door,the bottle fell to the floor,I just watched in horror,As her life drained from her pores.How?My eyes watched in vain,I felt th..
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ehh...
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I will be here for you,no matter the circumstances.You may fall into a hole,my hand will be there to pull you out.Your tears will flow,but they will f..
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The touch of this devious finger,
has driven away the beautifulsunset,
and ignited an invinsible fire,
lighting its way through our forests.
The p..
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A man once wondered what it would be like if he
touched a goddess' soft, smooth skin.
He wondered what it would be like to brush her thigh,
with hi..
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When our eyes explore a woman,
we do not wonder how she obtained her clothing,
nor what she consumed for her last meal.
We wonder what it would be ..
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Does the world wait
for a man to find himself?
No.
It sprints by without a second glance.
Leaving him in a cloud of despair.
The cloud clears and..
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