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Dear Adrieline;



Your silence sustains me. I fear for the womb of the child that listens and kneels to the beat of his mothers heart and the choice that erases him; like once as fish - memory ceases in less time than it had.

This is me; woven from worlds I only dare to desire for. I clench my fists at closed doors. Your face lies, dignified on every knob I go to turn. It's just sex, baby.

But your fingers must be swollen for my figure lays so tightly nicked around them.


Sincerely laced;
Heather.





 

 











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  • Virgoan
    November 2

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    This is beautiful heather. Good thing i didn't join that contest. I am about to but at the last minute my muse said it cannot help me on this one.

    You always have that effect into words. I like it when you scribble your thoughts and how poetic it is presented.



    don't stop knocking the temple of my thoughts.


    HENSLEY


  • Mango Memories gold member
    November 2

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    hmm funny; didnt i tell you last night about miss d. ?


    and it hurts.to read this. and i love you.


    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VtXndjVP2k4


    sad music for you to cry over.

  • pathetique.
    November 2

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    I believe this is one of the most incredible things I have ever read.
    No joke.
    There aren't words for this.