

Reading a StrangerVorzheva had a memory; she tasted it upon the storm in a stem of turbulent savagery. A single soul, he stood alone at the ragged edge of disaster, yearning but never achieving the love he so desired. She had trapped his soul, this lover, but time and chance was against them, and together they would not benot in this lifetime. Lost one, your search it never ends. The memory tugged free of her senses, and flew amongst the rest that sobbed with the passing gale, it left her not saddened but mindful.Reading a Stranger
This man did not seek one thing though, no single lover kept him fixated. He was bid by nature to search, a male instinct that b
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The room, just dust.The creaking in my mind, It washes out. And i remember the words, used them often. Wrapped my feeling mind up, Black tissue paper. So lungs give and shoulders, Breaking underneath it. You flew to my blood arm then, White strings around, These hours i'm tied to you, Just to think...The room, just dust.
why????
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Day of Silence is no joke... So Dont act like it is!
♂ + ♂ = ♥
♀ + ♀ = ♥
♀ + ♂ = ♥
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some days i'm a super
up to my old trix but it wont last forever
next day i'm a super girl
out to save the world
but it keeps getin beter
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dieing is just another thing on my to do list i just wish it was closer!!!!
go to this sight:[link]
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some days i'm a super
up to my old trix but it wont last forever
next day i'm a super girl
out to save the world
but it keeps getin beter
--
dieing is just another thing on my to do list i just wish it was closer!!!!
go to this sight:[link]
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dieing is just another thing on my to do list i just wish it was closer!!!!
go to this sight:[link]
Cheers..
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"My inspiration is P.T Barnum, Andy Warhol, and my shoes..."
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