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I just want to be in your arms I just want to fall asleep listening to the beat of your heart I just want the warmth of your chest against my cheek I just want that togetherness that we both seek.
#minirant+poem "She's too pretty for him.
In the faraway land of Igjeg Lived an Iguana named Ted. He lived in an igloo with Ethel the Emu and a friendly Flamingo called Fred.
Ahh. Bath. Better, Hot as possible. Sunburn hot. Anaesthetic. Stay still, soap. Stay still. Don't you dare . . . Move. Not a millimetre. Not one. Not even the tiniest fraction of a millimetre.
Only a place you call Dreams . The only place where love is real ..
There's no music. Guilt. Shame. Anger. Yes. But not music. Half awake. Apart from that stupid bass beat from next door. Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump . . . Never changing. Relentless. Mindless.
I was alone with my thoughts today and realized something.
Once you wake up, you are born a little birth. Through the day, you live a little life. At the end, when you sink off to sleep, you die a little death....
C| learly no one even cares R| eeling in those judging stares Y| es it's me, I haven't changed I | nstead somehow now I'm estranged N| eeded this, a wake up call G| ood to know you'd see me fall.
Another chapter closes as I'm putting down the pen. Will I pick it up again. Only god knows where and when. It's takes time, but i'll get there in the end.
A frog and a toad met by a wooded pond one day. The frog was called Cedric and the toads name was May. They sat there and looked each other up and down. neither of them showed any kind of a frown.
With all due respect, hon, whenever you flood my newsfeed with negativity, and whenever I'm expected not to care about what tragedies you claim to be going through, I don't see the point in...
He makes me happy..
Wanted good home, 32yr old female brunette although known to regularly change shade, bit tired but after a decent nights sleep will bounce back to full life I'm sure.
Relax. Calm down. Calm. . . Down. Glance around me. Scan the room. ' Look at this place.' Chaos. Unwashed plates iced with congealed fat. Empty beer cans doubling as ash trays.
Bottled up, entrapment roams around. Not knowing who I am. Unsettled by the thoughts running through my mind. Trapped in a bird cage. Unable to escape the emotions I feel. Composing myself to scream.
Chapter 1 Ha. This one will be easy. Skinny, thin boned and with wide cow hocks. Not much of a challenge. Poppy mounted the skinny bay thoroughbred and kicked him hard into a trot.
#acrostic challenge. Sensations of comfort and pleasure. Under these tropical skies. No worries impinge on our leisure. Lounging with beers by our sides. Inspiring Caribbean music.
In honour of my mothers birthday I am going to choose a song by her favourite singer/band. "You want commitment. Take a look into these eyes. They burn with a fire. Till the end of time.
I never really knew you, But even so, I'll weep, Hoping death will treat you well, You'll be peaceful as you sleep..
I've got that friday feeling i've really had enough another two hours at the computer can go and get stuffed.
#beginningline challenge. #nightdwellers. The promises died in his icy white breath,. When dad told me to not talk but listen instead. 'Son' he said,. 'Yes?' I said. 'Your mother is dead'.
#FridayFun Cold shells buried deep, buried deep under iced sheets, Snow covered body limbs, body limbs no longer heat.
White blanket, white blanket. I keep you warm in the night. I snuggle you. You snuggle me. White blanket, white blanket. White blanket, white blanket. I cover the land. I glisten in the sun.