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Heart of a poet, mind of a pervert. God grant me the serenity to change things I cannot accept, the courage to kill things I cannot change, and the wisdom find where the sneaky fucks hide.
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Monday, June 3, 2013, 6:40:13 AM- Night | ||||||
Night go softly to her, and show her my dreams. Sing to her the truth found in these longing lips, the warmth in waiting arms that were made to hold her. The serenity in a heart that she already unknowingly holds. Gentle night hear me I pray. Tell her that this is the moment, when doubt and fear can melt away. That here she can forever stay. | ||||||
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Sunday, June 2, 2013, 9:26:52 AM- Talk to me | ||||||
I have no fangs No poison scepters No belt to notch I am no looming specter I understand your fear That hesitation to admit Although unlikely Somehow it is a perfect fit When something feels so right It must be wrong Played time and again Same old song This could hurt More than one might admit Easier course Just ignore it If you don't try Then you will never know Easier to let it pass Than to let your heart show I may be The other piece of you Talk to me, let's explore See if ours is destiny true | ||||||
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Sunday, June 2, 2013, 5:25:20 AM- My hands | ||||||
Every curve, every gentle line, my hands are in love. Like a man, lost in the desert, his lips parched, feeling the first kiss of water's sweet blessing. My fingers thirst for you. They ache to feel your perfection beneath their soft caress. Large and empty without you, my hands hunger. A delight best savored slowly. A blessing to be experienced over a lifetime. | ||||||
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Saturday, June 1, 2013, 7:54:57 PM- Great song | ||||||
In my many unfulfilled dreams, exists a dream of a little girl. Her name, Kyp. It may be better for the world that she didn't come around. She would have been spoilt rotten. Never the less dreams do follow, and this song always reminds me of those pleasant dreams. | ||||||
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Saturday, June 1, 2013, 6:08:26 PM- Satin | ||||||
Lay beneath this satin sheet I want to wrap you in satin Your view may be obscured But I will be gazing on an angel Let it cling to every luscious curve Sunlight forming a second covering I want to watch the light dance over, As my eyes have countless times before Soft beautiful highlights showing the way As my hands slowly explore Savoring in your veiled form Aching for so much more | ||||||
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Saturday, June 1, 2013, 5:50:37 PM- Rest | ||||||
Close your eyes beautiful dream It is time to relax In these arms things are what they seem It is, as simple as that | ||||||
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Saturday, June 1, 2013, 5:41:12 AM- Shhhh | ||||||
In a room silent and still, you will hear, without an uttered sound. A message too powerful for words, too delicate to describe. Our voice heard, as eyes speak. In a silent world, talk with me of love and longing. Our lips may not form a whisper, but they fill the air with light and sound. Wrapped in an embrace, sing with me, of a world where love abounds. | ||||||
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Saturday, June 1, 2013, 12:59:46 AM- I love customer service. | ||||||
Sometimes you just want to shake your head and say "Are you stupid?" | ||||||
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Friday, May 31, 2013, 8:51:37 PM- Yawp! | ||
Demons awaken Despite precautions taken They spring to life Sharp tongue and shiny knife Plan all you will They arrive still Let loose a might yawping cry Don't scheme to get by Let the world know you're here Set demons trembling in fear The world is what we get done Not how quickly we run Face each days demons head long Find in you the will to be strong They won't stop because you do But they will tremor before you Demons need weakness to take hold Expose their weakness and destiny control | ||
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Friday, May 31, 2013, 6:16:11 AM- Follow | ||||||
Follow the sound of my heart Let it lead you here Follow the beating of your own It's message is clear The day has never seen A beauty such as you The night has never known A message so true Follow the sound of my heart Without hesitating Follow the beating of your own Find me here, waiting | ||||||
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