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KeysSunlit room,Keys
Fingers run across silken mahogany,
Keys caressed by the hands whisper a sound,
C-D-E-F-G-A-B,
Some sharp, some flat,
Silently listening, &n
by ~LStreb
AnticipationA glimpse across the room, One look, with which you consume, Glazed eyes sneak aslant, Crash of sparks made me recant, Luscious lips leak longing, Seething breath spills aching, Aroused feet stammer away, Which awakens much dismay, Arms reach out for you, Embraced love of two, Hands smash on the wall, Eyes collide, lids fall, Slowly inching, licking lips, Flaming desire, touching hips, Touch satisfying with ease, Kiss me, please.Anticipation
by ~LStreb
Sleepy Boyby ~LStreb
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Swimming
In vast fields of seas
The mystery
And the questions
That leaves my mind pondering
Running
Through seas of grass
Dreaming
In pits of clouds
Sleeping
Through the eternity
T’was no dream
And t’was no hope
Unbeknownst to life’s “pleasures”
Was the child of
by ~O-Heaven
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| Hello! My name is Leah and I love to draw and write poetry. I am also a 2nd degree blackbelt in Taekwondo. Let me know what you think of my stuff :]. |
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- Current Residence: California
- Interests: Drawing, Writing, Reading, Taekwondo
- Favourite movie: Not sure
- Favourite band or musician: Paramore
- Favourite genre of music: Rock, Punk, and whatever else is good
- MP3 player of choice: Ipod
- Favourite game: Final Fantasy series
- Favourite gaming platform: PS3
- Email: kitkatsyx@msn.com
- AIM: xkickinxcutiex
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Dads screen just barely works lol.
Jason/Guru
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Jason/Guru
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\"There is a time to stop reading, there is a time to STOP trying to WRITE, there is a time to kick the whole bloated sensation of ART out on its whore-ass.” -Charles Bukowski.
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\"There is a time to stop reading, there is a time to STOP trying to WRITE, there is a time to kick the whole bloated sensation of ART out on its whore-ass.” -Charles Bukowski.
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\"There is a time to stop reading, there is a time to STOP trying to WRITE, there is a time to kick the whole bloated sensation of ART out on its whore-ass.” -Charles Bukowski.
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This city is for strangers, like the sky is for the stars; But I think it's very dangerous if we do not take whats ours.
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This city is for strangers, like the sky is for the stars; But I think it's very dangerous if we do not take whats ours.
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