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“Do you know what curare is?” she asked that rainy morning, snuggling up to me with her warm body. I shook my head not even bothering to t..
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I'm sorry I let you die...
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Wake up, little bird.
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For my beautiful little ball of fur.
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'Why Him, why in the world HIM?!' Juliet shouted in her mind, going home late. She tried gamely to forget her hot blush and the touch of His body just..
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"I may be back someday," he said and grinned, trying to cheer her up with jokes. But she didn't laugh as always."I'll be waiting," she promised, her v..
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The moment his tongue slipped into her mouth with endless bliss, she twitched, woken from the light sleep she went to waiting for him to come back. Mu..
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My friend the tigerWas killed by the peopleWho enslaved his jungle,By those shameless creatures.He stood up for his home,So beautiful, so lone...And s..
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I used to be a butterfly,I used to play around with light,Agile and quick--I never missedAnd no one thought it'd end like this.But one day the light b..
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"And the time came that Hades flooded out, and nothing helps when you mix oil with blood."
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