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how long have i been running one foot in front of the other crackling leaves turn to crunching ice beneath me. slowly the melted snow seeps through my boots until springs showers subside and arm air dries my feet. I just keep going, stopping to break or rest. silently my hands swing past me back and forth like a pendulum. with eatch inhale of cold air, i exhale a spring breeze. all the while my eyes and mind are directed to my goal. then suddenly, i stop. I've made it. The constant...
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Good evening. What ever the time is for you. For me it is night. Nonetheless, greetings. I hope you have a good day. Today I wondered why I was still alive. My friends all have some purpose they are fulfilling. I travel in and out of their minds clandestinely. I attempt to observe and record their process in order to duplicate and personalize it. Unfortunately any notes I take end in demise. One time my dog ate them. Another time there was this big rainstorm. I was just walking down the stree...
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His eyes kissed her lips Gentle as a snowflake and sweet as honey His tongue caressed hers in a rhythmic movement This, like other dreams dominated her mind And shackled her thoughts Passion exists somewhere else for her Poison intoxicates her reality Stomach churning memories and decomposed thoughts Ruminate and ferment Nothing is quite as sweet and serene as her history She became a woman without a past And a future without life
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His eyes kissed her lips Gentle as a snowflake and sweet as honey His tongue caressed hers in a rhythmic movement This, like other dreams dominated her mind And shackled her thoughts Passion exists somewhere else for her Poison intoxicates her reality Stomach churning memories and decomposed thoughts Ruminate and ("throw up"..i need a word here) Nothing is quite as sweet and serene as her history She became a woman without a past And a future without life
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It feels like warm blood sailing down your throat As a cold hand grasps your arm And black eyes hypnotize your mind The delicate dance begins inside your body You almost can't believe how easily it is to take someone else's life Their limp body grows heavy in your arms Your power increases as you breath in the fresh breath of new life For days, months even years from that one kill you scower the earth Showing ff your new found identity Until one day you see her Smiling and laughing as if no o...
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It feels like warm blood sailing down your throat As a cold hand grasps your arm And black eyes hypnotize your mind The delicate dance begins inside your body You almost can't believe how easily it is to take someone else's life Their limp body grows heavy in your arms Your power increases as you breath in the fresh breath of new life For days, months even years from that one kill you scower the earth Showing ff your new found identity Until one day you see her Smiling and laughing as if no o...
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No one sees her anymore Beauty closed her doors and left an unwelcome mat As spring leaves wilt in the sunlight and Fall colors fade to grey nothingness The eyes that once admired and provoked Wander lazily to other entertainment Bright red apples and singing birds Are now silenced by ignorance and ground down to bare bones Sparkling lake water frozen over She used to dance in the moonlight Her narrow hips and large breasts called men and women alike Confidence exuded from her like a sap from...
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When you look in the mirror remember... Your sweat bore me, Your words taught me, Your eyes drew me, Your hands shaped me, Your money paid for me. When you rest your head remember... My mind created you, My love surrounded you, My heart belonged to you, My soul came from you, This product is of you. Sometimes we do not realize What we create Is our future Love your child
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I feel like I am slipping off the edge of a tall mountain The top is covered with ragged, sharp rocks difficult to grasp I look up and I see big brown eyes Children are calling but I can faintly hear them I am holding on for them I am hanging on for them I look up and I see their beautiful faces There is no way I would want to let go But at the bottom I see clear, steely blue eyes It would be so easy to just let go and let myself fall into these eyes They are inviting and emit warmth It would...
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I never thought I could feel so torn My life, my mind, my thoughts, always darting back and forth between Justice or injustice, to confess of lust reborn and silent lips in bed or dream of futures of gardens with flowers and trains on tracks,pancakes laden with butter, feather dusters, mineral oil. Or sex, lust, bodies, chocolate and vanilla interwining to make a delicious swirl of licked lips and blue eyes, a Perfect Circle, wide gaping smiles and of course hormones raging and endorphins hei...
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