Something New
I fall in love with you Everyday, But that is nothing new. I'm stuck On you like the morning Dew, but it is nothing new.
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juttaghold
I am plagued with words. They feed on my white matter and beg to be freed. I can't keep them quiet, so I am liberating them. I breathe life into them, I give them their voices so I can be cured. :)
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Stories by @juttaghold (18)
Nolan's Muse
(Warning: Extremely racy contents) Salient object of her affection, Nolan was his name.
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Oh Be Still Foolish Heart
(Sonnet): Slowly, softly, it seeps, waiting to explode. Her foolish heart will always be singing, Haunting melancholia, venom plateaued. Lately sleep deprived, and always stringing.
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War Tides
The vibrating cords… Like the strings on a guitar Singing their last song. Tremolant discords Signals death’s final moment Lingering hope, stilled.
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The Color Of War
Where tranquility used to be, there is pandemonium The freedom street is held in solitary confinement Armored cars, bombs and heavy machine guns, Running wild like an old Singer machine The collector...
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Sojourner
An old favorite flashed Across the memory As time goes by; Casablanca What a strange city I find me in again Twirling to the chancy laitmotif The iridescent reflections Hanging on my hollow...
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Loneliness
The hardest truth to believe and accept, is that you are lonely. You feel it, you live it, you breathe it, yet you deny yourself the truth..
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When Love Sets Sail....
I hate love because it means that one day someone, an utter stranger would walk into your life from no where, and then you are left wondering where that person appeared from, because they kind of...
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The Memory's Vault
If only memories could paint Live pictures, of every scene, every moment, of us together...
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The Old Canvas And The Novice Painter
It was a cold chilly afternoon in the fall, and with nothing left to stave off the cold, she decided the only thing to keep her warm would be a cup of hot tea.
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Untitled
Glum; it's what my day looks like, and I am lying here in bed with my nemesis... Love, you'll never know what you've done to my brittle heart....
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Time Was When...
Time Was When... I encountered you, You said Hello. The corner of my Lips, curved, I said Hi. Insufficient, Time together, So flawless and, Quintessential, Exuding blithe.
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Untitled
It appears, I am so obsessed with danger, I find pleasure in the most forbidden places and things..
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Untitled
If strength is for fighting off people like you, then I do not want it... Because it would be of no use to my frail heart..
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"Breathe"
I wouldn’t dare To kiss Your swollen, pouting Lips. Parted by a sigh; Whetted By the blunt tip Of the glistening Tongue. The tickle of Stubble, cheek; Fine hairs dotting The line of your Upper lip.
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Untitled
Giving up on love, it's like saying you're not going to get out of bed, to look at the sunlight, because it is going to fade soon...
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Untitled
Love, or lust, I am utterly clueless, which is the strongest..
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Sojourner
...What do eyes know of what the memories can capture...?.
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