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even in these chainsA Chapter by Lyn Andersona Friday night sexy |
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The Worst Kind of AddictA Poem by AnkoStoneI could have bee addicted to any drug in the world, and yet I chose you. |
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Please Don't ApologizeA Poem by 1000sleepsWhen you looked at me on the rock that day,graffiti under our backs,our lips brushed close.Not once, not twice,but too many times to count.I never tho.. |
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Dissecting Destruction.A Story by Crimson_ishA little thought. |
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More than anythingA Poem by Jen_ma_catMore than anythingI want anOpportunityMore than anythingI want to break the daily routineOf living half dead inside,Dragging my soul outside my bodyMo.. |
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somewhere between my head and my kneesA Chapter by Lyn Andersonsince it's Friday |
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the afters are better after youA Chapter by Lyn Andersona reorganization of earlier works with new additions |
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my churchA Chapter by Lyn Andersoncrossed my mind when I heard this song |
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DustA Poem by Elvy-decooAshes to dust |
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I Wont...A Poem by Hugh RobertsI won't drink today I promised my reflection And the fool He believed me Despite himself I won't think about her today I ensur.. |
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Tempting DarknessA Poem by Darkened_drearHis poisonous passionate paining lips pursed against mineI could taste the hell ridden regret resting upon his insistent tongueKissing the devil with .. |
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Writing ThoughtsA Poem by Hazem ElashaalI feel hopeless when sending points across as I can't properly word out what I have in my mind. |
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Waiting (For Precious Moments).A Poem by =You don't know the half of it,The nights I cried over you,How I ran to you, in my thoughts,Time and time again.You never knew the things I did,The nig.. |
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Listen to Her SingA Poem by =And yet, even though she's not mine,I'm sure she could tell from the look,In her eyes that I was already her's.And the way she danced, be it all overM.. |
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Wild HeartA Poem by ayejodieThem nights I lay by you, Floating way in to my head. You've already drifted, As I look at you. The urge to wrap my arm around you, But I just do.. |
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MosquitoesA Poem by gabiaimeeHis kisses are mosquitoes on my skin, drawing outward the life from within the narrowest of my veins,leaving behind an itch,a hunger for him, an unbea.. |
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FamilyA Story by Deana LeighWe are crazy lunatics, but we are here forever and always. |
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