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October 28, 2004
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the skin is wet of feelings,
hurricanes will come again,
but all the days you can see the sun and to breathe air,
this is the important.
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[link] <-visualadixion.net
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I' m W o r s e A t W h a t I D o B e s t
Empty Dance
Her honesty abounds with unbridled embrace
I can’t help feel her truth tempting fait
I want to believe, let trust take over
But the scars run deep.
Raped of my better judgment,
No longer pure all used and tattered.
In my eye she was perfect
Her beauty hiding a truth untold
Never to be fresh from the sin that captured
What little dignity that she could have back.
I see no need for the empty dance
The moment over, her demeanor changed
She will quickly refresh what never took place
The memory locked away deep inside
As she washes off what she could only taste
C.F.
I am just riveted by this image...
Well Done.
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I am just ONE YOU are the MANY
Fine work.
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fine, fine effort
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"Since my earliest childhood a barb of sorrow has lodged in my heart. As long as it stays I am ironic—if it is pulled out I shall die."
-Søren Kierkegaarde
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