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Always remember the beach
How about the beach? Sandy feet, fresh breeze. Seize the sunlight, beam just as bright
How about flying a kite? Light, the campfire, just right. Tent settled, just behind that tree you see?
How perfect could this be? Gazing beside one another; amongst grass and stars We huggled as if it ...
Friday 16th October 2015 1:05 am
Lusting Sin
Lust consumes those who fall or the trap
Confusion or jealousy twitches above eyes
Desire to amount to more than the simplicity of existing
Desire to feel desired
Tender affection is rejected by violin strings of broken beings
Sympathy will be forbidden, the truth hidden
Blackness only welcomes sin.
Wednesday 14th October 2015 11:33 am
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