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N: 1/21/03
Work Diary, 1/21/03 My feelings about sex started to change during Thanksgiving dinner of 1995. We were having an orphan's party for friends who...
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- 816 reads
For today, my lovelys
Wanting to see sense
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- 1024 reads
Question of love
God it hurts. . .
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- 1098 reads
Terrified house spider
As if&;#063;&;#063;
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- 1136 reads
All you need is here
all in one
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- 422 reads
My conclusion
A mothers love, is it what it seems&;#063;
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- 1223 reads
Drifter
i long to be warmed by your touch, where the thorny heave the curve of rootless souls, a blacktop loneliness engulfed. a vagrant gut a troubled young...
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- 1628 reads
Seasons Revisited
Rolling flavours sink within me A Chateau vacqueyras, the russet leaves, Rustling on the pavement by the caf?. Cappuccino steams, and I believe, in...
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- 1675 reads
H: DON'T POP THE BUBBLE RAP LYRICS
DON'T POP THE BUBBLE RAP LYRICS Move it feel the beat shake your meat, Get up get around disco heat. Shake it triple beat bustin loose, Pump the...
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- 518 reads
Needle
How to turn a needle into a fish: Weaving between threads of colour Darting under waves of cloth Shimmer through smothering blue If you could grow...
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- 946 reads
Indian Summer
If heat would bathe my tired skin Cooled and cracked Barren Indian summer Hope in the midst of a darkness Winter white flushed rosy-green Lush and...
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- 880 reads
Dare
Maybe it's all just for me. The Playing in ones and twos Melodies dischordal The captive crashing of city walls But anyway I love to See you Dancing...
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- 1003 reads
MY DAD HIT ME
Child abuse is real...and lasting.
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- 321 reads
Habitual Intruder
the soul was eager but his flesh was so weak tragedy was unfolding in his life that of which he didn't speak he kept to himself... to the habit he...
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- 343 reads
In The Moment After Our First Kiss
That look stays with you forever
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- 323 reads