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It's rage that fills mechokes me.It fuels my passionburns away my painand claws up my throatto roll off mytonguelike venom.I weild it like a sabre,cut..
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I am of the Sun and Moon.I am made of the rich earth beneath your feetThe sultry roll of the ocean's waves.I am made of the wind dancing through the t..
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His lips are parted in sweet temptation,Muscles drawn tight as he rides his desire.Shudders rack his body as I trace his doom across his skinWith feat..
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This fire within me burnsPaints my insides with ash and sootMakes acid of my tearsAnd makes charcoal teeth chatter.My words are smokeMy eyes, burning ..
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The echo of the silence reverberates through my body.The stillness is frigid and heavy.A melody cut short by the discordant breaking of a string.I sto..
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This was a challenge for me as I dont usually write in 1st person (not my short stories anyway) and I've never written from the male's point of view. ..
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I look at the world beyond my window and sighThe future looms, it glistens, it blindsMy sanity dances on a string and I’m undoneUncertainly chok..
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Head bowed, chest heavingReality slowly returningThe smell of blood, gore and deathFills the air, its substance clingingTo her hair, staining her hand..
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A woman’s heart holds many secrets. We are like a snow-covered field, beautiful and silent, yet hidden underneath is where the life and movement..
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She looks into his eyes and smiles. He touches her and she shivers. She presses her lips to his and feels her body yielding. She wants to show him how..
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