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I love the rain version 2.0
Ok, so I made a few minor changes on the original and then I thought I could rewrite it. Thoughts anybody?
Embedded in my mind lays a piece of forever. A bird eyes memory of you laying down, listening to the rain. Dew drops hit the sweet spot of the ever-clear glass; gasping in awe with each thundering sound. The lightning strikes, yet you pose so beautifully. Holding your breath with each noise,…
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I love the rain
I painted a picture in my mind of you laying down with a clear view to a window, eyes wide opened, listening to the rain drops and watching them whenever the lightning strikes for that beautiful split second. One hand over your tummy while another poses above your pillow. Your breathing becoming more and more heavy and with each exhale your worries becoming less and less obsolete until your mind h…
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A dirty thought speakeasy
Hush girl, your making too much noise
There something about you, tonight
its in the lips, in the hips, something sexy in your poise
Forget me not, you won't, forget me, not without a fight
Hush girl, you're making me obsolete
Killing me softly, making life so insignificant
Upstairs, downstairs, on and off your feet
No, I'm not God, but I'm just as omnipotent
Talk girl, I know you didn't die
A li…
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Non-acute Jellification
Non canonical, the heart can churn or burn. It fades into shrouds and pieces of what once was. LIke the pedals of a rose which cannot be repaired, it can only be replaced by another rose.
A single rose cannot be blissful or elegant unless presented so. Patronize it into a "dozen" or a group and now the bliss is merely piss. Though the heart, once full and complete, now its sporadic and …
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Forward, not backward
Jumping in, jumping out, your nowhere, your everywhere
I promised you'd be just an afterthought, instead your my everythought
My muse is jaded, my past is faded, yet when I look at you, I know I made it
Can we cross paths, cross worlds one more time
Can we cross our hearts and wish forever one last time
Can we, can we ever go back
Push me aside, and I'm still stuck on your mind
You promis…
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essay writing
An <a href="http://www.rushessay.com/" >essay writing</a> is usually a short piece of writing which is often written from an author's personal point of view. Essays can consist of a number of elements, including: literary criticism, political manifestos, learned arguments, observations of daily life, recollections, and reflections of the author. The definition of an essay is …
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Boyfriend!
I have one now,I'm happy won't be on here too much.
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Dating someone
I'm now dating someone I found on craigslist,and now we are going on our 3rd and 4th date soon things are looking good. I'll keep things updated.
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Time Travel In Flatland
Flatland; a romance of many dimensions is a short novel by Edwin Abbott published in London in 1884. Abbott described his interactions with beings who live in a flat plane of two spatial dimensions, and showed how we might perceive the existence of higher dimensions.
Abbott wrote Flatland before the unified picture of space and time emerged in early 20th century mathematics and physics. Nowadays…
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Happy 2009 !!
Shot out to DSHOT! lets get it started - Hello to all the beautiful people here.
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