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She was the kind of woman who gave away pieces of herself in
small doses. The kind of woman who didn’t need s..
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She raised the lit cigarette to her swollen, red lips and inhaled, her black smudged eyes revealing a world of hurt yet unknown to many. The smoke whi..
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We are constantly searching, trying to discover a part of ourselves that we know exists but never encountered before. Some seek this in other people a..
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The world was spinning, the tequila finally hitting me. I
needed support. I grabbed onto the person next to me and ..
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He gazed deeply into her eyes, the intensity of his gaze
urging her to look away yet keeping her eyes riveted to hi..
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She feels her heart clenching, everything falling to pieces
around her. A sob escapes from her throat, and then another. She tries to keep
it in..
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Broken
Smoke escaping from between her lips
Black tears streaming down her face
Wrist faced upwards towar..
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Your mesmerizing eyes stare into mine
You lean your head closer, and then closer still
Music is blaring all ..
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On a path filled with moonlight,
The traveller with a lantern hurries,
The biting cold, like flames on his body.
In the darkness,
Through the thi..
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Two simple words; trust me. Used so often and so easily, yet it holds so much meaning, more than we can ever imagine. It was these two words that I th..
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