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Vanished are the tempered words. The lightly treaded find no resolve. I now take my strength from sun and moon I dance upon rivers of truth Detac..

"You have a great sense of the absurd." Best f*****g compliment I have ever received. Other women do not understand why I blushed. R..

My voice is strangled. Without wings, it only whispers. Behind rosy cheeks I am ghost pale and blue lipped. This supple skin is not mine. I am ol..

I put the fire out while you slept. The sparks flew merrily about the room. Nothing seems to want to die anymore. Penniless, cold hungry fools ..

Around March ,time masquerades as shades of light. Day and night, dusk and dawn ,each resemble one another. Morning is soon recognized only ..

Man, its all happening" he said words spilling from his moustache covered mouth His lips mesmerized me, made me want them on my neck, then m..

I find myself surrounded by children and Gods. They each try to capture my attention albeit in different ways. The black crow keeps flying past m..

If there is anything that can pull me out of myself today it’s your morning eyes bloodshot blue and below them your devious sideways smile. I..

i am becoming. i feel it in my dreams where there are no problems worth solving no mysteries worth questioning. thinking is the enemy here disg..

You spoke to me in whispers. At first you were only a face among a hundred thousand faces. Your words stood up shouted tears, tested boundari..