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 Copyright 7/21/00 As I hover here watching the mourners pass by. My beloved wife kisses my cheek and asks why. No more to see spring meadow... [read more] |
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She is a Barbour, but she doesn't cut hair But, have you a problem, she will be there. With just a few clicks Your problem will... [read more] |
 My life is like a puzzle one of towering pieces of wood just like that game 'Jenga" each piece represents a small piece of me with the remov... [read more] |
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Satan holds the paint brush tightly in his hand as time moves slowly he paints each grain of sand Satan trys to run the world from deep in h... [read more] |
 Let me release these feelings of desire, unleashing them in waves of ecstacy. Unashamed of my passionate lust, only doing what I need to do... [read more] |
 has anyone told you how beautiful you are today let me tell you how you radiate... all that is good a women now, but I dont want to let go m... [read more] |
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I'm a bitch well you better believe it I am one so far as your concerned that is what happens each time we stand up for what we believe we... [read more] |
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looking out of the darkness I can see a light brightly leading me from this hell where I am haunted chased by some unseen force pulling at... [read more] |
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two sisters walking to school young care free happy go lucky not one care in this world and that is the way it should be two sisters walking... [read more] |
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There were all the signs That I needed to see She was tappin' her toes And sneakin' glances at me Nearly fell on the floor When I got my ch... [read more] |
 Ever slowly, unquestionable steps drawing closer eyes to savor mine... Ever closely, questionable questions dismissed... Drawn upon certain... [read more] |
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My Eagle, so strong, so gentle. He watched me silently from atop his mountain peaks. He watched, as I roamed his mountains, searching every... [read more] |
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Whisper my Willow, so softly to me through your rings. Hold me, in your long weeping arms, cradle me gently, As in years past. Remembering,... [read more] |
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Life was a walk down a long lonely beach and then a voice called me, from where?...I could not see. I wandered for years in lonely despair i... [read more] |
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Infernal voices of the netherworld have once again staked claim against my soul to view its' cremation. Lost, in a maze of faceless voices... [read more] |