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 A word she says and doesn’t mean And it doesn’t hurt, and that’s what I say, But deep down it’s more than just a pinprick It’s a huge gaping... [read more] |
 Snow came last night to rest on her way to colder places. I woke to her, smiling. An old lover. We spent the day in wondering silence.... [read more] |
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The river runs slow today As do my thoughts. Continents of ice collide and separate over a grey green field of quiet water. Snow falls at ra... [read more] |
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My senses They flow with passion They hear a whisper See in the dark Feel a tiny grain of sand in my shoe Taste death They smell darkness I... [read more] |
 how could i tell her i loved her did i really think it would work did i really think that i could make it work why did i tell her everything... [read more] |
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asleep a place where the willow weeps under the stars of this gentle night to tired to let my eyes put up a fight to dream of some place th... [read more] |
 I can't take this anymore! Maybe I AM depressed? I feel crazy and very scared. I'm frightened of myself again. I need you right now. "...Don... [read more] |
 Despite the good memories and all that carried its happiness, I am driven by melancholy thoughts. I sit here in this rocking chair, looking... [read more] |
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Drifting into sleep in my long princess-like garmet. Violins playing a haunting melody at a distance. Awaken by the voice which called my na... [read more] |
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There's No Me Without You I can't tell you how much you mean to me… You are my life now can you see I am the Mrs.. and you are the Mr.. What... [read more] |
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Words of pain and hate fill the air Rage building behind a wall of pain Eyes meet eyes Those ever taunting eyes Silence fills the air The ca... [read more] |
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Let me seduce your soul, touch and torture flesh. Dancing fingers to trace every curve, hill, and valley. Melt you with kisses o... [read more] |
 "Pivot Point" 2 - 11 - 03 moving forward through the days counting down through the ways that i could leave this fray end all t... [read more] |
 by Jeph Johnson the day after my Buccaneer winnings from the "big game" XXXVII arrived in the form of a $45 check in my mailbo... [read more] |
 Sometimes at night, when I look to the sky, I start thinking of you and then ask myself "why", "Why do I love you?"... [read more] |