LOVE VERSUS HATE
hate versus love ?
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Blue Contact Lenses: Fabricated Shutters
Iris blue waves o'er glazed lens roll As glossy petals, overshadow fibrous petiole Azure film painted on organic console Beneath, imperfect tract, shaded hue, droll
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A Glint From Her, Lovely, Midnight Eyes
A flicker of light from each eye Radiant blink of blue-winged firefly Blipping waves of stardust amplify Transitory illusions of grandeur apply Dark shadows with fluttering beams vie
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Craven Danger on the Run - Part Three
“I make ya feel insecure, inadequate and inferior?” said Betty. “I gotta tell ya, Mr. Danger, and please don’t take this too personal.
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The Night Before the Morning...
At times, life is just one looming deadline with many stressful responsibilities and worries! I am always thankful for a moment's reprieve from life - the sweet serenity of sleep.
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No Man's Meat
I can't feel pain the way you do, I guess it's not in my DNA. Neither's humour, isn't that true? Or what is it that you want me to say? And you're genetically predisposed
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A Hop, a Skip, and a Jump
There are moments in your life that almost seem to move in slow motion. Those moments that could change everything. Everything you were, you are, and will be.
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the night walk to the slaughterhouse
I walked down elegant avenues late at night, with heart beats beating in the sole of my feet as I crushed the heart a little more, each step further each time the rubber hit the tarmac
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My name is Jimmy
My name is Abigail I eat eggs for breakfast I wear a dar red, on both my lips and a thick black line on my eyelid I know the meaning of hurt, and grief thus my eyes are lined
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Relapse
She walked into the kitchen Her eyes set on the scale The monster that had been slowly defeating her for weeks She was doing good this week Eating Exercising Sleeping The urge had gone away
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