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stay off the ceiling
your too high
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I am a grain of sand,
Quietly I sit in an oyster
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Ever so lovely as she glides across the midnight moon
serpentines though the stars
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Mellow winds brush past the brustling trees
A Pixie sees, a yellow, golden circlet on a row.
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He sits propped up against a truck
waiting for some sign
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by tarcus
31 lines, 1 comment,
4 hours ago. In Contest, Contemporary, Adult, Erotica, Fantasy, Hope, Life, Love, Thoughts, Personal
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Too young to really focus
the aspects of her ancestry
by voodoo ink
20 lines, 1 comment,
4 hours ago. In life, thoughts, personal, wiccan, humor, sweet, cute, hope, society, contest
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I am losing hope and my heart is weakening
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Let my words validate
why you live.
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Diamonds caress the autumn coloured ground
Breath taking in the absence of an unclouded sky.
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Lying ever so motionless
not one single care
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This time, it's not about what's right
or who gets the final say.
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I guess you are ashamed of me
Yes, I am not perfect, so what?
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Entwined in Hour's melody
Her instrument divine
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Once upon a time a little girl was born
She wasn’t an easy child
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Please, don't stop me, now
I am having too much fun
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The strength of your character
began it for me.
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Warm arms reach out
encicle me.
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