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 Time It’s maddening isn’t it? It’s slow when you want it to be fast It’s fast when you need it to be slow Perception in pendulum Arbitrar... [read more] |
 Verse 1 I found your picture in a box tonight Faded edges, same old smile Funny how a moment frozen in time Can still break me after a while... [read more] |
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I find myself reaching for A riddle I’ll never understand A verse that can’t be written A melody that can’t be played A solution that isn’t... [read more] |
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The crotch of your removed pantyhose (from yesterday) reveals to my eager nose your masculine scent, still very fragrant there: you do not... [read more] |
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Naked except for his sheer pantyhose, his engorgement, beneath the waistband, grows to its maximal girth. Soon, out of it flows, his f... [read more] |
 At the beginning where this world first took place, Destiny was written already for our fruits and labor, Painfully it happened throu... [read more] |
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Your shoeless, pantyhosed Beauty is extraordinary. I love you in ways that are, here, much better said. Loving you is a privilege, yet wholl... [read more] |