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Even as a child I loved the deep, I was like a water baby, But not like that at all, Once I was in the sea I wanted to stay there, Beneath it's ripples forever...
One Direction Infection Got me, Really bad. I've had this Bad condition For two Whole years And people Think I'm Mad.
You're a thorn in my side, Yet I don't let you go. You're so damned annoying, Like there's something you know. You're smirking and teasing, Grin on your face.
I'm a ghost, A shadow, Not meant for here. I sob, I wail, Wipe away a tear. I'm empty, No good, You confirm my worst fear. You utter sorries, But now you're the least of my worries.
#household For @shazydee @chy I'm the knickerninja Of that you can be sure I will root out secrets In your underwear drawer Ah, a peachy camisole Pretty and so lacy Underneath, some...
#youngwriters Lips taste of liquorish, So delicious, You're dangerous, I'm loving it, I can't stop myself now, I'm ready, Blood dripping down, Ice cold skin, Sweet..., Fire...burning...
#augustwriteaday #food Shock of Brown-tumbled Messy hair, Eyes of green, Youthful, naive, Tall, lithe figure; Six-foot-three, Zeppelin T-shirt, Tight red jeans, Seeing you, Makes me feel Brand...
I did, I've had it for some time actually, but it came to me again, today. It wasn't a revelation earth-shattering and awe-inspiring Martin Luther King kind of dream.
Wandering through an unfamiliar place. Searching for your beauty of face. The road moves and quickens pace. For your love I race. The tone of your skin, emerald in your eyes.
"Có hôm khi nàng bắt đầu tắm, một người khách lạ dỡ một viên ngói trên nóc nhìn xuống, và chàng ta như nghẹt thở trước tấm thân ngà ngọc ấy.
I have been swimming for a long time. Glittering blue expands in every direction; I see no other colour now. The salt cracks my lips under the heat of the relentless sun, my eyes are dry and sunken.
I first noticed you when I served you some wine You had a beautiful smile, so very divine You must have moved to the area recently As into the shop you kept coming to see me As the weeks went on, you...
One hushed word from your lips. You've got me at your fingertips. Aching for just a sip. Locked lips. You're killing me. Under your spell. And you've swallowed the key. Only your eyes will tell.
#nightdwellers Sweat dripping down my face, Running - Running at an ever increasing pace, Shadows are old friends that hide me, Around every lamp-post past every tree...
So here's a story all about how my life got flipped, turned upside.
#household oh my god he's here again the guy who says i caused him pain he really is a needy one i thought he understood he said he would i only wanted some fun couldn't we do this on the phone.
#household @nom peg. This world is moving by so quickly,. Water down a hill,. I need a way to stop the clocks,. And keep this freeze frame still,. I sing out loud a toxic tune,.
(Hm, just a semi-gore and insanity warning) It wasn't supposed to be like this, they were supposed to be married, happy, maybe she could have been pregnant. He wasn't supposed to be with her.
#household. i follow you i'm always there. i'm attracted by the scent you wear. the clothes that make you look so pretty. some colour in this soulless city. your hair that bounces when you walk.
I Opuss in the morning, I Opuss in the day, I Opuss in the night time when sleep won't come my way I Opuss in my free time, even when I should be packing If I don't get to Opuss feels like...
I know your face I know your name Even as you run from this place I can see you're still the same. I will find you I will make you pay I'll bruise you black and blue For tossing me to the fray.
Inspired by Misty Miller's song, 'Remember' Do you remember me. I was the one with pink hair, The one who used to, Stop and stare, Watching you, From across the room, Why can't you look over.
I see it in the shelf Every single day I admire it And see it lay I see it in the bedroom Every single day I touch it's hard body Originally from clay I see it in the garden Every single...
#100days #madhatter He was not my type, not by anyone's estimation. He had more confidence than anyone I'd ever known. An ego I'd ordinarily call obnoxious. And he was persistent.