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I stand alone. You're right beside me.
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This swirl of adoration struck me by surprise... (Oh the laughter engaged on the floor of your mother's)
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Winter comes; fresh upon this dying ground-- stampeding through these rolling plains
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The sky is cartoon cartoon blue. The grass is verdant
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He swaggers into the room --- bags of bones and skin and veins.
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You are still; like rippling stone
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1. Have you ever sharted? Yes, though in the privacy of my own home.
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Damned from my own eternal salvation.
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-- write a stream of consciousness (whatever comes out, no editing -- please note if you do this option, as i will take that into considera
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There is nothing -- but now and what will come from now.
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Opinions are not perfect. They are merely there
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Do you remember... how innocence looked on a fresh summer morning?
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Dangling, swinging from side to side ---
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He spends too much time working on his mind.
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Friend; It's been too long
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You aggressively pull me to your side
bite on my ear one more time.
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In this direction, I'm walking into white (She's falling apart at the wheel, drugs hidden in her pocket)
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Summer's rich in these hills. It sweeps through on a hot wind
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Shall we dance behind this mask some more? I'm tired of charades --
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Somewhere on this crest is the beginning or the end depending on which step you take.
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Distractions, distractions all around
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This openness, it beckons us. You taste like memories on my lips--
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Picture Prompt
http://media.photobucket.com/image/sensual/SidneyS_2009/Mulhersensual.jpg?o=8
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Snow falls.
Crisp. A flake melts on her nose.
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Wholesome advice, shot out the window oh how I yearn for the end of this arduor.
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Round One: Strike at his chin,
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Laying in bed
the day is almost over.
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Willows whip their lanky limbs at her. Half alive, half dead.
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You say... words speak louder than actions.
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