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I have walked for what seems centuries in this my forest of Shadowlands. Ages seem to pass by without even a notion that it has gone.. I know every tree and fern and flower sweet in this tranquil haven.. Every creature a friend but none too close to speak of. Off they go and prepare to mate, the natural round of thinby Nymphetemine on Apr 14 4:41 PM, In Allegory, Love, My own personal thoughts, Personal. 300 words. → 2 comments, Add one?
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Sunlight glistens, reflecting retractable shafts of light through oaks high canopy. The quiet padding of hooves echo lightly in the forest depths. Two dappled horses walking with such a purpose as to pose at and prance announcing two ladies ride aflot thier broad backs. In these hallowed halls of natures finest catheby Nymphetemine on Apr 2 2:41 PM, In Fantasy, Love, My own personal thoughts. 500 words. → Make first comment?
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So I sit here with thoughts running through me mind, of a lost love, and now a new love found. In a white dress of ivory cream, long flowing to the ground, edged with delicate lace. She stands in a doorway, closed only to her. Oh to be loves release, to open that door of my heart, to awaken to a new day. Longings andby Nymphetemine on Mar 26 2:38 PM, In A moment, Dreaming, Fantasy, My own personal thoughts. 400 words. → Make first comment?
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Well the day started off well enough bright sunshine but rather windy. Gwen in bed not very well so I thought I would do a big tidy round. I have been thinking about a friend of mine who I havent spoken to for what seems weeks.. She keeps coming on AP but everytime I try to contact her she ignores my pleas to talk..by Nymphetemine on Mar 8 2:20 PM, In A moment, First person, My own personal thoughts, Thoughts. 100 words. → 2 comments, Add one?
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I have just written a poem about rape.. Rape of a woman by a woman.. Yes it happens. As clear as the nights it happened it is still fresh in my mind. Through writing this poem I have come to know a few new friends. They seem very good people.. Rape is the most horrid of assaults. It is not about the sex it is more siby Nymphetemine on Feb 25 3:46 PM, In First person, My own personal thoughts. 200 words. → 1 comment, Add one?
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Today is a beautiful day with the sun shining and the air is cold. The cats are happy the dog is happy ( well as happy as a Staffycross can be happy)!!! I read other peoples poems about abuse and cutting etc.. I feel that my words are wasted space. I know where a lot of people are coming from because I have been therby Nymphetemine on Feb 21 7:17 AM, In Depression, First person, My life, My own personal thoughts, Personal. 400 words. → 1 comment, Add one?
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